From the complicated and treacherous beginning of the war, it seemed to have instantly returned to equality. The remaining 20,000 heavy cavalry were still an unstoppable torrent of Iron Curtain for Newinzburg, while Aldo Longcris, whose strength was that of a saint, was Bellica is equally unstoppable.
"But Belika is the capital, and Newinzburg is just a bridgehead. The dragonborn have no more power to resist the counter-invasion from outside their home, which has to give Arlan a headache. At this moment, Ya'erlan's body was wrapped with thick gauze. In the previous battle, he was almost killed instantly because of the knight girl's counterattack. Fortunately, the opponent seemed to have exhausted all his strength and saved him. However, his body The damage is irreversible. The weird sword is also carried on Yaerlan's body at the moment, but it can't evoke any sound like an ordinary iron sword. Ya'erlan, who originally thought he had obtained a super powerful weapon, had no choice but to tie it to one side and wait until it was safe to study it carefully.
Belika's emergency notice has already been sent to him. At this moment, as the supreme leader of the entire heavy cavalry regiment, he is faced with a choice, whether to return to defend against the elves, or to continue to attack Newinzburg, and even strive to win over the Elf King. Before returning home, he simply captured Anruin. Wait, doesn't this mean that the dragonborn and the elf have changed their capitals? It's ridiculous enough to say it.
Before he could think about it, a message was sent to him through a special channel. It was from those descendants. Ya'erlan still vaguely remembered the dark-haired man's uneasy expression that he accidentally showed, like a poisonous snake. , no matter how deceptive the patterns on the outside are, the biological instinct can tell him that this is a dangerous creature.
NPCs can also accept the auxiliary functions provided by the system. The light screen unfolded in front of Yaerlan, and what was written on it was the message sent to him by the military steamed buns.
¡®Newinzburg has fallen. ¡¯
How can it be? At this moment, Arlan is marching towards New Yards with the remaining 20,000 heavy cavalry. The distance between them is only a few kilometers. According to this pace, New Yards can be seen in the distance in about ten minutes. the gate, but at this moment he told himself that he had captured this bridgehead?
Ya¡¯erlan, who was originally not optimistic about the strength of the descendants, felt unbelievable.
"Everyone speed up!"
Those unicorns were completely unable to bear the weight of the dragonborn after their transformation, as well as the weight of the steel armor covering their entire bodies. In order to speed up the march, the dragonborn had to discard some extremely heavy-looking parts, such as shoulder armor. Or a helmet, or a breastplate. The weapons only retain the most basic short and medium-sized weapons, mainly swords or knives.
The unicorns that could carry these dragonborns were mixed with the imperial horses that had not yet been killed in battle. Carrying the turbulent dust, it headed towards Newinzburg. Before arriving, Arlan saw a flag that replaced the federal flag that was originally a golden thorn flower. The flag was dark with a blue p written on it. It's obviously the pibc's legion flag.
Military Mantou stood leisurely on the city wall, as if he was a king who was reviewing the army, with a sense of bossing, but he was indeed worthy of pride. Even though he spent countless manpower and material resources, he finally opened the way to the throne of wealth. . This bridgehead will support him on the road to heaven.
Money is a very terrifying force. Since the rise of human civilization, it has continued to grow along with the history of the development of this creature. It is like an invisible monster attached to human civilization.
For money, it is an indispensable value concept for this civilization. Now the entire Eternal Continent is carrying out reality-virtual currency exchange settings under the guarantee of several major powers around the world, and the assets in the Eternal Continent have no reality. cost input. Anyone looking for wealth in the Eternal Continent only wastes time. Any resource is just a set of data, but these data can buy real resources in reality. The total value of these sudden occurrences is as ethereal as a bubble.
Lenin once said that the best way to subvert the capitalist system is to devalue its currency. Through a continuous process of inflation, the government can secretly and unnoticed confiscate a portion of citizens' wealth. This method can arbitrarily deprive the people of their wealth, making the majority poor while making a minority rich. No means can subvert the current regime as covertly and reliably as inflation. This process potentially accumulates disruptive factors in various economic laws. Not even one person in a million can see the root of the problem.
However, in reality, there is something that protects people's property. That is gold, without a gold standard. There will be no way to protect people's savings from being eaten up by inflation, and there will be no safe place for wealth to live. This is the secret behind the ferocious opposition to gold by those welfare statisticians. To put it simply, deficit finance is a conspiracy to confiscate wealth.conspiracy, and gold stands in the way of this insidious process, acting as a protector of property rights.
But there is no guarantee of gold in the Eternal Continent. All virtual game currencies are just numbers in the sense. However, after replacement, they can be exchanged for tangible green dollar bills or a red old man's head.
Maybe some people have thought that there are two main reasons why the Eternal Continent is so fascinating. The first is that its thinking acceleration mode allows people on earth to live 10 times as long as they would otherwise. The second is that he used a strange model to allow people to find new gold.
People will be resistant to studying or working, but they will not be resistant to killing monsters, mining, or downloading dungeons in the game. This is the result of cultural influence. Human beings are inherently fond of the new and dislike the old. They become tired of the life they have long been accustomed to around them, and seek out another kind of life that they have never been exposed to. If people were in the Middle Ages, they might prefer the stable and enjoyable life of this world.
But more and more people are entering the Eternal Continent, and in reality, the manufacturing, production, and other basic industries are getting weaker and weaker, and prices have started to skyrocket. I don¡¯t know when the Eternal Continent has brought about more than just a brand new income model. , more onerous taxes and exaggerated inflation.
"As if unknowingly, the people's wealth was plundered in an instant, and the money that could originally be used to buy many things has depreciated unknowingly.
But who will take care of it? Players who are obsessed with the Eternal Continent are trading in villas, sports cars, and beauties with perky buttocks and big breasts, carrying the best equipment for fighting monsters and practicing skills. Of course, no one will think about such a disgraceful thing.
Military Mantou also didn't think about it. He was already stunned by the prospect blueprint he envisioned. When he thought about it, as long as he stayed here in the future, he would have a large amount of gold coins in his pocket, and then through the official Exchange it into a lot of dollars, and then hire more players to create more profits. It's like an empire-like money-making machine is about to start. This is enough to make him excited and about to have sex.
The city walls of Newinzburg are a bit mottled. I think the military steamed buns also spent a lot of effort when attacking. Even if the defenders are few and bad, it will not be easy for them to attack with the help of federal players. Even more Not to mention that COA, the main force of the former Yugoslav Communist Party, left due to previous differences. Although PIBC is strong, it is only strong in financial and economic aspects. In terms of military strength, it may only be a few points stronger than COA. His strongest team is still far away in Anren and Fedek, who are exchanging ink.
Surrounded by several dragonborns, Yaerlan slowly walked up the steps and came to the side of the military steamed buns. He gently touched the huge city wall with his fingertips, and suddenly he had many thoughts. This must be the barrier they have been thinking about to conquer day and night for three thousand years. This is the wall where countless compatriots knelt down with tears in their eyes three thousand years ago. They were not allowed to enter in front of this huge wall, and were tortured to death by Jormungandr. The ravine that made them extremely resentful must be a natural chasm, and it was the boundary between life and death.
"General Ya'erlan is the wind on this city wall particularly comfortable?" Military Mantou nodded slightly. His attitude was not as respectful as before in the Belika Empire, but he only retained the most basic etiquette. After all, regardless of whether the empire admits it or not, the pibc led by his military mantou has indeed captured the sovereignty of Newinzburg. The territory from the Glen Hills to the lower side of Otalia belongs to him in essence, but he can only Whether to keep it or not is still a matter of debate. Therefore, Military Mantou is still very friendly towards the general who has actual military power in this empire.
"Yes, the wind that has been delayed for three thousand years is particularly free."
Ya'erlan squeezed the guardrail tightly, and the scar became twisted. A pair of tiger eyes were looking at something unknown, maybe the entire plain, the entire mountain range, or the other end of the jungle.
"Haha. That is, the three thousand years of hatred has only just begun. What will the general do next?" Military Mantou is not interested in chatting with an NPC about the plot. The right way is to send him away now and let him recognize the sovereignty of this place.
Ya'erlan glanced at the military steamed buns with a deep look, and said in a calm tone
"This place was taken by you descendants, and it should naturally belong to you. I have never objected to this. As for the next thing, I plan to attack An Ruien now."
"What? General, aren't you going to return to King Jupiter to protect you?" Military Mantou obviously also got the news that the capital of Belika was currently under attack by the Elf King and his federation players.
"Haha, what's the use of going back now?" Ya'erlan is not like those brainless dragonborn idiots. He obviously understands some things. At this moment, the Elf King can still invade the royal court, so The fearless emperor far away in Jupiter is probably no longer in this world. As for thatI'm afraid it's as if they have been abandoned. As for whether Belika abandoned them or they abandoned Belika, there is no need to care about this kind of thing. Now everyone has the same cards and the same chance of winning, so grabbing more chips is the right thing to do. Even if the Elf King finally dominates Jupiter, he, Arlan, can also dominate Anreen.
Military Steamed Bun figured it out in just a moment. It seemed that this honest-looking general was also so sinister and unruly in his heart.
"Then I wish you good military fortune, General" He said with a faint smile, but what shone in his eyes was expectation and even more ardent ambition. (To be continued)
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