You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 341 The Order of the Conquerors VS The Order of the Gods
The storm came suddenly and swiftly, like a cold blade scraping across your face.

"The worst thing in the world is about to happen," people say.

The essence of this matter is the conflict between royal power and divine authority.

The first half of the year was spent soaking this land in a long, continuous drizzle. Finally, clear skies appeared, the sun shone brightly, warm and comforting, making one's bones feel weak. Carpenters carried nearly rotten timber from their dark, damp shacks to dry, and farmers did everything they could to resume production…

But such days didn't last long. It was as if thunder roared and a deep, icy rain enveloped the earth.

This is punishment from the gods!
The Iron Lord slaughtered a devout follower of the gods in Blackhold. The follower's name is not important, but the divine order cannot tolerate such a tragedy.

The Papacy demanded that the Iron King repent of his sins to the gods, but the king resolutely refused.

A king of the earth has harmed a poor believer and refuses to repent his sins to the gods... Nothing could be more terrible!
“We are turning away from the gods because our king is no longer devout…” the priest told the people.

Believers see it as an ominous sign, lamenting the collapse of morality and the tarnishing of faith in this world.

"It's time! To rebuild the faith in the gods!"

This was a sacred war of faith, and Io III was known as the "Rebellious King".

The public had long been dissatisfied with him.

The contradictions in the Black Iron Land are becoming increasingly acute.

The north fell, and six months of rain and natural and man-made disasters were all caused by this incompetent monarch. Most people hoped that the Papacy would support a devout and wise ruler to ascend the throne and quell the calamities.

Therefore, a new batch of holy warriors emerged from the Sinnoh Peninsula.

This time, the Vatican went all out.

When the banner of the gods is raised, slaves, the poor, the destitute, beggars, Sinnoh believers, Dark Iron believers, Sinnoh nobles, and Dark Iron nobles will appear.

People from different backgrounds, social classes, and social statuses gathered together.

At this moment, they share a unified identity.

It is a holy war army that spreads the glory of the gods and reshapes the faith of the earth.

……

Against this backdrop, the Valley King, who had once defeated the first army of believers and the first army of holy warriors, also dispatched a loyal army to quell the rebellion and relieve the siege of Blackburg.

Commander Jet was the commander-in-chief, with Deputy Commander Dick assisting him.

Five hundred vanguard cavalry, one thousand heavily armored shield bearers, one thousand four hundred melee guards, seven hundred ranged snipers, four hundred special scouts, and twenty sorceress mages in the spellcasting group.

The professional brigade consists of 4,000 troops, accompanied by 300 think tank members.

In addition, there were auxiliary troops composed of ordinary infantry battalions, totaling about 8,000 men.

Origin City and Abundant City have only two thousand veterans and three thousand auxiliary troops as garrison.

This time, it can be said that they came out in full force.

Because the supply line was too long, Roman only allowed them to carry a little over a month's worth of military rations.

At the drill ground in Plenty City, he addressed a group of high-ranking generals, saying, "This war is different from the past; you must act according to the circumstances."

Regardless of the outcome, come back as soon as possible.

This is Roman's subtext.

This war was so widespread that it was undoubtedly the highest-quality war fought on this land in hundreds of years.

The Order of the Conquerors VS The Order of the Gods.

This can be described as the ultimate confrontation between the two major camps, perhaps even more brutal and massive than the Battle of Silent Valley a century ago. This is because after a century of peaceful development, the population has grown to a certain extent, and the foundation for war has become more solid.

Jeremy nodded and said, "I will."

He made no promise.

But it never makes a mistake in execution; it's as standard as a machine.

The soldiers that Jet brought out were also all cut from the same mold.

Is this army very strong? Roman asked himself.

Very strong! That was his conclusion.

But the Lord of Blackburg did not place all his hopes on him.

Io III didn't even know the number of his enemies. Yet he appealed to the kings of the earth for help, and Roman was just one of them.

What kind of hardships and dangers will they encounter on this journey?
Roman dared not think about what a devastating blow it would be if they never returned.

But he could not go with them, nor could he fight alongside them.

Origin City and Abundant City cannot yet withstand the consequences of the emperor's personal expedition.

Then, Roman walked step by step to the highest point of the platform, trying to make his voice carry further, and said, "Iolion is not a qualified king, but it's not time for him to fall yet..."

"In other words, even if Io III deserves to die, he will have to wait a few more years before he dies!"

Immediately afterwards, Roman solemnly raised his right hand, placing his fist above his head in mid-air, his arm forming a semi-circle.

"Salute!" the captains shouted.

The entire army was solemn and uniform, raising their arms in unison.

At first glance, all that can be seen are raised half-rings, complementing each other to form a complete divine ring.

"I'm entrusting this matter to you! I await your triumphant return."

The officers all shouted in unison, "We have no choice but to follow the king's lead!"

"Where our king goes, we cannot shirk our duty!!"

……

“The King of the Valley has agreed to send troops,” Tashina said.

“He deserves it. The Pope says I harmed a believer of the gods, but I don’t even know which believer he’s talking about. My daughter, you know that’s just an excuse. Roman is different; he’s open and aboveboard. I heard he tattooed a square pattern on the faces of those Jihadist prisoners to prove their slave status—you see, he went much further than I did…” Éolion rambled on.

In Tashina's eyes, he was like a complaining woman lamenting her unfortunate fate.

With no one to support him, King Io III could only ask dejectedly, "Anything else? What did the other kings say?"

Tashina stood tall and straight in the hall like a white pine tree. She said, "So far, only His Majesty Yarman has responded. He and his Axe Guard are on their way. I won't say much about the mercenaries and nobles; they're not of much use... I will don my armor and go into battle when necessary..."

"No!" King Io III exclaimed, "My daughter, how can I let you put yourself in danger?"

Tasina felt only pity for her father. "Come on, you're weak and incompetent, all you do is play power games and get cocky when you win by some tricks. Now look what's happened, you've messed everything up, someone has to clean up the mess."

Io III both loved and hated her; a bittersweet expression flickered across his thin face. His darling daughter spoke harshly to him, yet he couldn't bring himself to dislike her. This situation was not what he wanted. The king gritted his teeth and said, "They're just sore losers!"

Princess Iron said softly, “My king, I warned you, and the maesters warned you too. It was an ominous sign. They want war, but you want to escape it. It’s ridiculous… Of course, I’m also responsible. I should have killed you long ago, faked your accidental death, and inherited the throne. I would have cooperated with the witches to start the war ahead of time… But you refused to die obediently. Alas, you should have gone to the desert royal court, stuck your butt out, buried your head in the sand, and then you wouldn’t have to worry about thunder and rain outside.”

King Éo III was incredulous that these vicious and harsh words came from his daughter.

(End of this chapter)