There is such a country in the world, whose predecessor was a great empire. The nobles ignored the lives and deaths of civilians. Although the army was strong, they had no good generals. More than 320 years of cultural history have given this dynasty a strong time. However, after hundreds of years of change, it is now decaying.

The two principalities in southern Italy, Venice and Milan, were bordered by their kings, who worked hard to govern and gathered their troops. They invaded this country with strong outside and weak inside. They burned, killed, plundered and did everything, but what was ridiculous is that a great power did not dare to declare war on it head-on. Instead, they proposed peace talks repeatedly, trying to use diplomatic means to exchange for peace.

This move ushered in the eyes of the whole world. They all laughed at the empire, believing that the name of "sacred" is no longer suitable for them, even the weakest vassal states are slightly more backbone than them.[]

That's it. Other countries that had previously accumulated power in this old empire have also begun to focus on their thoughts.

For a time, the people in China were angry and there were many powerful enemies abroad. His team was like entering an uninhabited land several times, causing a large number of civilian casualties.

However, the first reaction of this government in the face of this situation was not to assemble the army and go out to fight the enemy. Instead, to suppress the rebellious villages and use their soldiers to slaughter their people in exchange for the so-called "domestic stability". This almost unreasonable behavior finally ushered in the trial...

An emperor born with the fate of the country, his appearance brought hope and vitality to this country on the verge of destruction.

"My people! At this moment, we abandon the name of the sacred and are proud of the name of Rome! We give up our meaningless spirit and pick up the swords and guns in our hands! If other countries want to conquer us, they must be slaughtered by us first! The weak Holy Roman Empire is dead, and the new Roman Empire is born at this moment!!"

On the Babylonian Tower, which symbolized the "road to conquest", the first imperial emperor of the Roman Empire, Caesar, launched a national military campaign that shocked the surrounding countries.

A legendary power-grabbing activity shook the entire country in just three days. It launched a large army to expand its territory by one-sixth of its epic journey. It was almost invincible along the way. Under the blood-red eagle, the Roman legion drove the Kingdom of Poland and the Kingdom of Hungary out of the territory of the empire in one breath. Even the two kingdoms fought to send peace talks to the empire overnight.

The two trembling kingdoms signed an affiliated treaty under the pressure of the Roman legion, voluntarily severing the territory in exchange for the quellation of the Roman Empire.

"I'll come, I see, I conquer." After the Roman legion destroyed Poland and Hungary with lightning speed, Caesar, who was completely dissatisfied, stood on the hill and looked at the rich land that was only separated by a "line". Although the empire was extremely powerful at this moment, it was a product of the military and military power. If you want to be truly powerful, you must have money!

And the Italian countries that occupied the Mediterranean and had developed trade networks became the Chinese food of the conquering emperor.

"For Rome!!"

The legion of red clothes, red armor, and red eagle flags representing blood and glory shouted slogans angrily, like a winding python, tightly bound the Principality of Milan and Venice. And began to eat one by one, they conquered the hills and crossed the sea. Even the Alps, known as the "unbreakable natural fortress", were conquered by their wrathful steps of the gods.

For Rome and for glory, Italy suffered unprecedented heavy blows in front of the Roman legion.

Their army was almost like beggars in the face of the Roman legion. The whole red sea was screaming and roaring, sweeping everything, swallowing their army in an instant.

Although during the Third Italian War, the Roman Empire was unexpectedly warned by the Holy See and had to stop, their greedy eyes at Italy were always uneasy, fearing that the eagle that soared above its head would rush down at any time and take away their heads.

However, although the war was forced to stop due to the participation of the Holy See, the reputation of Caesar was remembered by the whole world, and the people in the country almost worshiped him as a god. His statues were placed in every place of the country for worship. The great emperor, the wise king who turned the tide, Caesar.

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Dang, pong,

It is as wide as a square in the palace of the king, dozens of huge carved white pillars support the hall.

Under each pillar was a strong and powerful soldier. He wore a velvet helmet, a big red eagle shield in front of him, and a steel spear in his hand. Sixty-two Roman guards stood quietly in the hall, guarding the man who was dining on the dining table.

The man was strong and had a very wide waist. From behind, he stood in front of you like a mountain. It was so wide that people had to look up at him and notice his own insignificance.

A circle of beards on her rough face, with a big round but cunning eyes, she looked at the messenger kneeling in front of her. She tasted delicious dishes in her mouth, and more than a dozen strange and plump maids were serving her carefully. The maids had no extra decorations on them, but were just wearing a simple gauze dress. As they twisted their bodies, they faintly revealed their fleshy bodies...

There was only the sound of that person making during dining in the entire hall, which was so exciting.

The messenger kneeling on the ground was already sweating profusely. He tried hard to keep his sweat from falling down on the neat and smooth marble floor, so as not to make any sound that disturbed the fearful emperor in front of him.

"Spout!...This dish is really unpalatable."

Suddenly, Emperor Caesar spitted out the food in his mouth and said with a disgust expression.

This behavior made the French envoys who were already frightened even more fearful, because Caesar was not eating any delicacies at this moment, but his colleagues who came to deliver the letters with him... Because he refused to kneel down to worship Caesar, he was chopped up by the Roman guards in front of him, and then processed and presented to Caesar...

The Roman Empire had just experienced a dark era, so all external methods were extremely cruel. Although it was not the point where the city was inevitably massacred, killing people to establish their authority is certain.

He was extremely tough in other countries' diplomacy and was unwilling to give in at all. Not long ago, two messengers from the French Will Empire, one of whom relied on his own as a messenger, refused to kneel down to salute Emperor Caesar. As a result... everyone has seen that this is the style of the Roman Empire! He will never be ruthless in dealing with foreign races. If he is not conquered by me, he will be killed by me!

Emperor Caesar waved his hand to disperse the maid beside him, staring at the messenger who was already sweating profusely on the ground and slowly opened his mouth.

"Tell me, what news did you bring?"

When he heard Emperor Caesar speak to him, the envoy was afraid that he would be a little late and hurriedly replied: "Dear King, I am ordered by the Order of the Cabinet of the Imperial Empire of the Will of the Law to bring glory and wealth to you, our brothers and allies."

"Tell me, look..." Emperor Caesar wiped his mouth with a cloth towel stained with rose fragrance.

The messenger replied: "One of the few empires on the continent, the Great Britain Empire has now set sunset under the checks and balances of your and my covenant. The Third Lion-Seal Leopard Legs Corps of our Second Legion once defeated the city of London and almost broke through its capital. From this point of view, it is enough to prove that Great Britain is about to be in vain. This is the time for you and me to invade a large-scale invasion! As long as we join forces with our France, we are willing to give one of the three British islands to respect allies, and the asset issues can also be resolved through negotiation. What do you... think?"

The messenger chose some careful words as much as possible, fearing that the person in front of him would be unhappy for a moment and throw himself into his meal plate.

Emperor Caesar looked at the messenger coldly and put the cloth scarf in his hand back on the table.

"It's the time for a large-scale invasion? Don't you kidding. Didn't you land on the land of the British Isles half a month ago? What's wrong? It's almost a month before I slowly remembered that I was an ally? You French are so ridiculous. While hoping that everything is theirs, they are stubbornly unwilling to give even a little benefit. They are so stingy that the beggars hate it." Emperor Caesar pointed at the messenger's nose and opened his mouth and scolded him. His loud roar made his voice echo back and forth in the hall.

The messenger crawled on the ground tremblingly, not daring to raise his head, so he could only let Emperor Caesar point and scold him.

"Don't forget that the reason why our two countries secretly reached an alliance agreement a year ago was because you agreed to sign the "Mirishil Peace Treaty". In the treaty, it was clearly signed. During the alliance between the two countries, intelligence must be shared. Only on the basis of mutual retreat can we gain mutual trust between the two. But now? With the help of my legion, you just defeated the British Empire and ran to other people's islands to rob. What's the result? I won't say that the two principalities under your command have not even sent a notice to me! It's clear that you want to eat alone! Look at your current appearance, wild dogs! You want to bite people but are beaten. When you know it hurts, you remember your allies. It's really...!"

"And the forces of the British Isles are complex and the people are strong. Even if the British Empire has already sunset, the remaining power is still there! As long as the Irish and Scottish people abandon their past grudges and fight against the enemy together! Not to mention your 100,000 invading army, even if you come again, it will only add fertility to the land of Great Britain! What's more... the Royal City of Prun is also in the British Isles. Didn't it be that they joined forces with the English to beat your Second Legion?" Caesar said with a sneer. The French were slapped by the Royal City of Prun twice in a row, and almost half of the world knew about this. However, the idiot in front of him actually tried to deceive himself and said that the Three Lion-Seal Leopard Legion almost broke through London? Yes, you did almost broke through London. But unfortunately, at the last moment, they were hit by the Royal City of Prun and beat him back!

"But...but aren't we here to submit friendly information to you at this moment? If your country can join forces with us, the monkeys on the island will be..."

"What a bullshit joining forces!! You are purely afraid of the Royal City of Prun on the Ireland Island!! Want our Roman Empire to be a gunman for you?! Don't be too proud of the stinky dwarf of the Imperial Will!!!"

Ping Zero! The plates on the table were overturned by Emperor Caesar and smashed to pieces on the spot.

The messenger looked pale and looked at the cold face of Emperor Caesar, unable to even say a word.

Seeing the other party's incredible appearance, Caesar felt disgusted. How could the descendants of St. George back then be so cowardly? Sure enough, it was time to consider whether there was a need to continue the alliance agreement between the Roman Empire and the Marxic Will Empire.

"Get out! Go back and tell your nobles that the Roman Empire is not a fool! I want us to step into this muddy water and show enough sincerity again! I also warn you aristocrats that I, Caesar, are not your great marshal who ended up miserable endings. If you don't want to be attacked by our Roman Empire before being attacked by the Royal City of Prun, tell all my words to those trash!"

Caesar waved his hand with annoyed look on his face, and several Roman guards immediately came over, and a messenger who had already limped his feet and walked out.

At this moment, a vibrant and simple sound suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Please wait!"

A bright red figure came quietly. While stepping, all the Roman soldiers who saw her bent their knees and bowed to the ground. However, the bright red figure turned a blind eye to them. In a few steps, she came to the face of Emperor Caesar, who was lively and lovingly.

Pull up the sides of your skirt and salute with a humble manner...

"Father."

He raised his head and revealed her face that could scare Xia Ya to death. Of course, this is not to refer to how ugly she looks. On the contrary, she has an extremely handsome face, a slender body and a luxurious red dress. She is like the golden hair shining when the sun shines on the sand, and two long bangs left in her ears. Her big green eyes are as bright as a deep emerald gem.

If it weren't for her voice and the bolder outfit that was completely opposite to Artoria, almost anyone's first reaction when he saw her was "The Knight King is coming to Rome!".

Emperor Caesar seemed to like his daughter very much. He looked at her pamperedly and said, "Oh? You, who have been devoted to the arena and music, are you free to come to me? My dear little daughter, Nero."

Humph, he held up his slightly grown breasts and was called Nero and Artoria very similar to him, and said with a proud look on his face.

"Father, please don't miss a great opportunity to plunder like this. Rome just experienced several major wars and needed a large amount of money to rebuild the empire! I don't think we should give up this opportunity just because of some boring reasons. Summon the army again! Blow the horn of war and cover the entire Great Britain with the shadow of the giant wings of the eagle in the sky, Father!"

"kindness?"

Caesar looked at Nero strangely. His daughter was a natural genius musician and artist, and she loved to show her art to everyone to watch. Not long ago, because of her pampering, she specially allowed her to build a huge Roman theater for herself, a grand theater that could accommodate thousands of people, and only provided services for her. But some surprises were that her daughter's art could not be accepted by the public. When the first performance started, a large number of audiences left on the spot. She was so angry that she directly ordered the soldiers to block the door for the second time, and she didn't let them go until she finished the performance.

So Emperor Caesar felt a little confused about his daughter's sudden interest in attacking the British Isles.

"My daughter, nothing is as simple as you think. This is not the music field you are good at. Of course, the passionate horn is our Romans' favorite sound, but sometimes the long-lasting little songs are also good things to adjust our boring life. So..."

"Father, I don't think so! What Rome needs is the washing of war and blood to cast an undefeated empire for thousands of years! However, now the father's proposal is to wait and see. The benefits they promised by the Falus Will Empire may be tricky, but please don't forget that the land that was stepped on by our Roman soldiers belonged to us at that moment! No one can take it away or peek, otherwise we would not mind inserting the eagle flag onto the top of their capital tower."

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Shaking his head, Emperor Caesar decisively rejected his daughter's proposal.

"Nero, you will be king one day. But before that, completely change your habit of controlling yourself with emotions, rather than with reason."

Emperor Caesar waved his hand with a regretful expression, and ignored his daughter's other things he wanted to say, turning around and leaving the palace.

"Father!"

Nero looked at the back of Emperor Caesar with unwillingness, with a sad expression.

What to do? I thought that a passionate speech could impress my father who had always liked to conquer other countries, but I didn't expect it to have a negative effect.

In this case, for the guy who always wanted to see it with his own eyes...

Sure enough, my understanding of the rhythm of human nature is far from enough!

"Take it away!" At this time, the Roman guard chief shouted loudly, and several Roman guards continued to take the French envoys out.

Nero gently used his pink lips to sham his thumb, looking at the messy messenger, looking at the thoughtful messenger.

“…………………Maybe, it’s also the most important episode of life when I do it once or twice?”

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Spread flowers~scatter flowers~

All important figures in the middle of this book are on the scene~~
Chapter completed!