Chapter 151: Degenerate

"Have you seen those soldiers? I heard that they are all mortals without any magical ability..." Standing on the corner of the street, a girl in a magic robe watched in horror as the rows of troops passed in front of her.

These Ailan Hill grenadiers carried their weapons, and their bodies were covered with dust. Some of them had just experienced the Higgs War, so they didn't have time to change their outfits, and they entered Veronza, who had almost never faced a war directly.

A jeep stopped on the side of the street, and the officers sitting on it jumped out of the car one by one. They looked curiously at the small town in front of them, seeing abundance and tranquility, as well as many aboriginal people in the magical realm who were well-dressed.

Not all people can become great magicians. Most of the aboriginal people in the magic field can only work their ordinary lives with peace of mind, but they can enjoy the many exploitation benefits brought by the magic empire, so they It's more prosperous and happier.

They just need to live and pray for a great magician to be born in their home. When encountering difficulties such as natural disasters, the Holy Demon Empire will naturally help them and collect free food from the mortal empire to help the people.

For many years, they have lived like this, and now their lives have all been disrupted, because from now on, this place will be placed under the jurisdiction of mortals. Everyone didn't know what happened, and they couldn't believe that they had lost the war, and they still lost a war against mortals.

"Are those soldiers stupid? They can't even fight a mortal army?" The girl complained to her companions with a disdainful expression on her face looking at the mortal officers who jumped out of the car in the distance.

The boy standing next to her obviously didn't like these occupiers from a foreign land. He also looked at the soldiers with disdain and said, "What's the use of what you say now? See those holding Dirty mortals with weapons? It's disgusting to look at."

Ailan Hill is not a god's domain, and Chris is not a god. Of course, he can't make all the people in the occupied area rejoice and greet his army with a pot of tea. Occupying a place to integrate a place is naturally difficult.

The previous Ailan Hill was too smooth, Mayne and the ferry were all under one battle, and the people did not feel the suffering, the war was over. At that time, the war between the two sides still had a hint of knighthood. It was no big deal to surrender if you lost.

Then attacked areas such as Hanhai in the North County of Tubao, and even cities such as Naaru. Ailan Hill relied on its powerful wealth and influence. After all, the speed at which industrial areas radiate to the surrounding areas is too fast. Under the premise that the economic invasion is completed ahead of schedule, it is not difficult to bring civilians with no national consciousness under one's own jurisdiction.

Therefore, the integration of Ailan Hill has been very smooth, everyone accepts industrial civilization, and everyone is very willing to make a fortune together.

Immediately afterwards, Arrant was merged into Ailan Hill, and Higgs’s surrender war hardly broke out. The ordinary people of the Arrant Empire also succumbed to the prostitution of the Holy Demon Empire and did not treat Ailan Hill. What a hostile emotion.

Higgs is even more interesting. His Majesty has now become the Minister of Defense of Ailan Hill. The Higgs World War I made everyone believe that the powerful Ailan Hill Empire can protect their homeland.

All the way to this day, Ailan Hill has almost never worried about annexing territories. Most of the places they swallow will be as instructed as the mainland, accepting everything arranged by Ailan Hill.

But now, such a good day seems to come to an end. The mortal troops entered the Veronsa area and did encounter hostility from the locals. There were no flowers, no applause, and no welcoming ceremony. The black 42 steel helmets quietly entered the city, looking a little sad and cold.

Even in a village, the local aborigines had a fierce conflict with the mortal army occupying here, and eventually their arms could not twist their thighs. After being attacked by the opponent, the grenadiers of Ailan Hill used tanks to suppress the riot... …

"There is nothing better than Seris." The officer who jumped out of the jeep stretched his waist, felt the surrounding air, and found nothing out of the ordinary, so he said with emotion.

Behind him, rows of soldiers walked in neat steps, and everyone was looking at the world curiously. After all, this was once a forbidden zone for mortals, but now it has become a conquered land under their feet.

For Ailan Hill, the newly acquired Veronza area is a very important area. Because this is a magic zone, Ailan Hill can order the aboriginal magicians here to produce a large number of magic **** of knowledge for themselves.

Ailan Hill has a sufficient supply of magic concentrate, and now they also have a place to replenish their magic power. The magic ball of knowledge has begun to be produced by hundreds to improve the quality of Ailan Hill.

All children use the Magic Ball of Knowledge for free when they are of the right age. After they have consolidated their learning foundation, they begin to receive more advanced modern knowledge training. These children are the future of Ailan Hill and the cornerstone that supports the continuous progress of this country.

Compared with those adults who temporarily use the magic ball of knowledge, they have a more comprehensive understanding of the system of modern knowledge, so their future is limitless, and this also means that the future of Ailan Hill is limitless.

A knight with a white strip of cloth wrapped around his arm was dressed in glyphed armor, with a slender sword slung around his waist, standing at the entrance of the street and saluting the Alanhill officers around the jeep in embarrassment.

Ailan Hill's military salute is completely different from the etiquette of this world, so the knight's movements that are now being sold are very rigid. And he looked a little more funny in his armor.

"Hello! Knight! What's the matter?" An Ailan Hill officer in a major uniform returned a military salute, looked around and asked.

The knight's face flushed, and he held back for a few seconds before he replied: "Report to the sir. There is nothing wrong. Since the morning, everything is normal here."

When did he talk to a mortal like this? He had been to the Arrant Empire or the Dothan Empire, where the mortals had to bend down and bow their heads when they saw him, even the emperor had to be as courteous and polite as possible.

But now, there is a mortal who speaks equally with him in his hometown, and even because he is a higher position, he still salutes the other party and uses honorifics to address each other...

If placed a year ago, this would definitely be considered a shame for a magician, but now, he can only endure all this. The people here and everything here have been ceded to Ailanhill, he is just an Ailanhill now, like a fake replacement.

"Very well! You must be a good soldier who is conscientious and responsible!" The major officer was full of smiles, but in the eyes of this aboriginal soldier, that smile was really full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Approximately 300 dragon knights, 10,000 magic infantry, more than 2,000 giant horse cavalry, and hundreds of mages were forced to stay in Veronza. They now belong to the military force of Ailan Hill and are temporarily responsible for the maintenance of Veronza .

The magicians have been gathered together and began mass production of the precious magic ball of knowledge. They are only responsible for doing this work every day, under the supervision of the great magician Frenzberg. Frentzberg and his apprentice William have now moved to live in Veronza, after all, they can practice and supplement their magic here.

Under the supervision of the two of them, the first batch of magic **** of knowledge produced, together with the magic **** of knowledge that the Holy Demon Empire was defeated and paid for, were sent to Seris. Another great development of Ailan Hill kicked off. More than 100,000 residents were trained by the Magic Ball of Knowledge to become qualified workers or farmers.

The extensive use of chemical fertilizers has resulted in a bumper harvest of grain this year, and the establishment of factories one by one has doubled the industrial production capacity of Ailan Hill. There are more newly produced cars out of the factory every day than in the past week.

"Thanks, thank you..." The dumbfounded knight stood up and saluted again, because his commander emphasized to him countless times that he must always salute and be courteous when speaking with the Ailan Hill officer who has a star on his shoulder.

"Don't be so restrained, we are no longer enemies." The major patted his arm, making his goose bumps tremble. However, after a brief contact, the major of Ailan Hill turned and left, letting the formal soldiers of the Holy Demon Empire breathe a sigh of relief.

"Bah! Cowards! You watched this way, those mortals tarnished this land!" Passing by the aboriginal soldier who kept the law and order, the aboriginal girl who had just watched the excitement spat in disregard of her image.

"You can't beat even a mortal, it's a shame!" The young boy walking beside the girl also spat at the former Saint Demon Empire soldier on duty: "Bah!"

The soldier with the white cloth on his arm was full of bitterness, but he didn't know how to explain this to them. He also wanted to fight these mortals to the end, but the Holy Demon Empire negotiated and surrendered and ceded the eastern provinces out. What could he do?

And, can't you see the Holy Demon Empire troops that retreated westward through this place before being ceded here? The defeated soldiers with bloodstained expressions and frustrated faces, didn't they just become like that after fighting with these mortal armies? At that time, why didn't you stop these people and let them stay and continue fighting?

With a wry smile and shook his head, the knight standing at the entrance of the street sorted the white cloth wrapped around his arm with his hands, and continued to complete his task of standing guard, temporarily forcing himself to forget that he was already a "mortal". fact.