Witch Wind

Chapter 231: Flood (Part )

Mountains at dusk.

In a huge mountain range made of black stone, there is a mottled and desolate cliff. Behind the huge stone, on the ancient and colorful bronze door covered with the smell of copper, the royal emblem of the old Farus Kingdom, the iris and bird of paradise, is clearly visible.

Hundreds of mountain people whose bloodlines were opened by Xing Tianli and who inherited the power of the underworld were wearing heavy armor, with a chill lingering all over their bodies. They pushed open the heavy bronze door with expressionless faces.

Xing Tianli introduced to Prince Qiao Sen who was following him: "Yes, this is the secret treasure house of the old Farus Kingdom. They are the most loyal treasure guardians of the royal family!"

These mountain folks looked at Xing Tianli expressionlessly. They had to use the Netherworld Qi to freeze their facial nerves, so that these rough mountain folks could hold back their laughter. What? They were the most loyal treasure guardians of the nobles of the old Kingdom of Farus?
Ah, ahem, if the person who said this was not their most respected great witch chief, these mountain people would have spit on the ground long ago.

Prince Jolson's eyes widened.

The group of British officials behind him were all shocked, and their eyeballs almost popped out.

The treasure of the old kingdom of Farrus?
Merciful Virgin Mary, the legend is true. Those damned Farus Highlanders actually hid the kingdom's treasure in this deserted and remote area surrounded by dangerous mountain people. They also trained a group of die-hard mountain people to act as guardians.

No wonder decades ago, the old Kingdom of Farus was destroyed, the royal family and a large number of old nobles were sent to the guillotine, and the revolutionary army was unable to gain much profit.

There are rumors that the last king had an illegitimate daughter named Marceau, who swept up the royal wealth and ran away to the distant Eastern Kingdom of Shenzhou with a group of old people and young people, where they had fun in Pinghai City and caused a big scene.

After the establishment of the Farus Republic Federation, they also mobilized several groups of people to hunt down His Highness Maso, but they returned empty-handed time and time again. Now it seems that His Highness Maso is simply a smokescreen released by the old Farus Kingdom, just a pitiful target to attract firepower.

The real wealth of the kingdom lies here.

No wonder the Black Crow Empire rose so fast, and no wonder His Majesty the Black Crow had such terrible financial resources to hire so many poor people from England to form such a huge army for restoration!

The bronze door opens.

A cool breeze blew in my face.

Xing Tianli, along with Prince Qiao Sen and his entourage, walked into the spacious corridor.

This corridor, the huge space in the belly of the mountain, and even this bronze door were all painstakingly arranged by Xing Tianli last night. He used some tricks from the "Original Witch Scripture" to make these objects, at first glance, seem to have experienced the baptism of a long time, and at least have a history of thousands of years.

I really don't understand why there are such weird techniques in the "Primitive Witch Book"?
Could it be that among the ancient human ancestors, there was already a great witch who worked part-time as a "Liulichang"?

On both sides of the long corridor, there are neatly-arranged arched shrines. Each one is about ten feet tall and is clad in heavy armor made of pure silver. They stand quietly in the shrines like living people.

An accompanying English naturalist came up to a piece of armor, tapped it gently with a small hammer, and then carefully distinguished the pattern and the oxidized color of the armor, then he took a deep breath!
Prince Qiao Sen snorted majestically.

The naturalist came back hurriedly and whispered, "This armor is clearly from the Second Dynasty of Pharus. It should be thousands of years old. It is a cultural relic with extremely high artistic and archaeological value. Moreover, the armor is one inch thick. If each piece of armor is melted, it can be cast into at least 300,000 large silver coins!"

Prince Jolson's eyes widened.

He and a group of high-ranking Yingji officials around him all gasped and looked at Xing Tianli with even more intense gazes - this corridor was endless, and there were at least five or six hundred shrines along the way. Doesn't this mean that these armors alone can be used to mint hundreds of millions of silver coins?

Hey, hey, what else does this military naturalist have to say?
The style of the Second Dynasty of Pharisees?

A creation thousands of years ago?

Cultural relics?

Then, the actual value of these armors is more than ten times, which is a huge fortune!
The crowd continued to move forward, with Xing Tianli walking in front, holding a torch and lighting up the huge oil lamps on the walls of the corridor. The bright flames flickered, and in the flickering light and shadow, large patches of colorful light flashed on the stone walls of the corridor.

Prince Qiao Sen snapped his tongue.

perfect.

On the wall, there are densely packed honeycomb-like grids inlaid with colorful gems. The smallest gem is the size of a pigeon egg. According to Prince Qiaosen's experience, the minimum market price of any one of these gems is more than one thousand gold coins.

The number of gems inlaid here is more than 100,000?

Gems worth hundreds of millions of gold coins?

Perhaps, there will be more?
Even though Prince Qiaosen was in a high position and was one of the most powerful figures in the Kingdom of Ingis after the Queen, he still trembled inexplicably, his calves were so tense that it became almost difficult for him to walk.

"The Farus Dynasty, they...they..." Prince Qiao Sen coughed and finally accused righteously: "How much wealth have they plundered from the people? They didn't use such wealth to improve people's livelihood, but hid it in this barren mountain. This is a crime, a crime!"

Xing Tianli turned around and smiled subtly: "Yes, so I brought you here to make good use of this wealth and benefit the people of the Black Crow Empire. In particular, this wealth can enhance the friendship between our two countries, right?"

Prince Qiao Sen and a group of Yingjishi officials nodded desperately and frantically.

That’s right, this wealth is enough to prove that the Black Crow Empire is the most reliable, loyal, hardcore, and unshakable ally, partner, family member of the Kingdom of Yingjishi... brothers from the same mother!
No matter who objects, it won’t work!
If anyone now tells Prince Qiaosen that 'His Majesty the Black Crow' has ill intentions towards the Kingdom of Yingjishi, then Prince Qiaosen will shoot him without hesitation - unless he can also produce 'ironclad evidence' that is even more valuable than what Xing Tianli produced!
The corridor is very long.

There was another bronze gate in front of them. On the left and right of the gate, there were three arched shrines, each three feet high. Xing Tianli lit the huge oil lamp on the stone wall. In the firelight, the shrine was shining with golden light, and the twelve-foot-high armor was so dazzling.

The naturalist pounced on it, his eyes wide open, and screamed: "Impossible, there can be no such creation... The style of the First Dynasty of Farus, but how could Farus at that time cast such a large pure gold armor? Merciful Virgin Mary, this craftsmanship, this craftsmanship..."

Prince Qiao Sen and his entourage were almost going crazy!

The armor is 12 feet high and is made of pure gold? Holy shit, such a large component, the First Dynasty of Falus? That was two thousand years ago. How could they have such craftsmanship to cast such a large thing?
In particular, gold is soft and heavy. How can such a large golden armor be placed firmly in this shrine?

"Solid!" Xing Tianli said casually, "These six armors... no, these six statues are solid."

"Of course, it's not pure gold. It's mixed with some other metal materials to make it very tough, so it can stand here... two thousand years? Maybe even longer?" Xing Tianli shrugged and whistled: "Who knows how those ancients cast these big guys? Who cares about this?"

Prince Qiao Sen looked at the six solid gold statues, each 12 feet tall, with fanatical eyes!

O Merciful Virgin!

Our Lady of generosity!

O Most Merciful, Most Holy, Most Powerful Mother!

Prince Qiao Sen was determined to transport these six pure gold statues out of this damn remote place, no matter how much it cost, back to his own palace, place them at the gate of his favorite palace, and then send a thousand elite soldiers to guard them day and night!

He had no doubt that these six pure gold statues would shock the entire Yingjishi! He had no doubt about that!
It is very likely that his brothers and sisters, and even Her Majesty the Queen, will be tempted and compete with him for these six great treasures - but no matter who comes, it will be of no use, because he will kill anyone who competes with him...even...the Queen?
Prince Qiao Sen gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with ferocity, and he made up his mind secretly.

These six great treasures were his, they must be his, they absolutely belonged to him. No one could touch them except himself!
Even if Her Majesty the Queen wants to get involved, then just change the king!

Prince Qiao Sen glanced quickly at Xing Tianli - perhaps, with the support of His Majesty, certain things would not be impossible... Of course, Her Majesty the Queen was the person he respected the most, but so what?

Prince Qiao Sen suddenly recalled some historical books about the Eastern Kingdom of Shenzhou. In those books, the royal nobles killed their sons, their brothers killed their brothers, and their sons killed their fathers for the throne...

Xing Tianli pushed open the bronze door in front of him, and then a dim golden light came out.

With the bright light from the huge oil lamp outside, Prince Qiao Sen and his companions saw that behind the bronze gate was a huge cave. In the huge cave, golden bricks were neatly stacked like a city wall.

The entire cave was filled with gold bricks that were more than one person tall.

On top of the gold bricks that were laid neatly without any gaps, there were piles of gold bars, countless gold coins, and a large number of pearls, gems, agates, tortoise shells, as well as beautiful jade and jadeite from the East, which were piled up more than a person's height.

With a thud, Prince Qiaosen, who was knowledgeable, held enormous power and controlled the entire Yingji intelligence system, and his entourage all collapsed to the ground with weak knees.

They thought that Xing Tianli would show off his astronomical wealth to them.

But they never dreamed that the total amount of this wealth would be so terrifying!
That’s right, not amazing, but terrifying!
Such wealth!

The naturalist began to speak incoherently: "Merciful Virgin Mary, let me think, let me think... the area of ​​this cave, the height of these gold bricks, the total volume of this golden wall, the density of gold, the total weight of all this gold..."

"Ah, where have I got to? How much have I gotten to?"

"Impossible, the Kingdom of Farus, they can't possibly have so much wealth... These gold bricks, these gold coins, these gems, and other treasures, they are worth..."

"The main reason why the old King of Falusi provoked the revolution was that he borrowed money from big bankers and merchants and used the borrowed money to fight the last war... He didn't pay back the money he owed, and even forced the creditors to continue lending him money, which angered countless people from top to bottom and led to the collapse of the Falusi Dynasty."

"If the Farus royal family controls such a huge wealth... why does he need to borrow money?"

The naturalist was almost driven mad.

This is totally, irrational.

"Your Majesty the Last King was wise and intelligent. He borrowed money from those big bankers and businessmen not because he was short of money, but because he deliberately pretended to be short of money and squeezed money out of those guys in order to weaken the strength of those damn guys."

Xing Tianli said dimly: "It turns out that His Majesty's worries are justified. The money he borrowed was actually not that much, and those damn guys started a rebellion."

Prince Qiao Sen, the naturalist, and a number of high-ranking officials all nodded in agreement with Xing Tianli's explanation.

Only this explanation can perfectly explain the history of the collapse of the old Farus Dynasty decades ago.

The secret telegram went directly from the Dusk Mountains to the mainland of England.

Deep in the palace, Queen Ingish, who was over seventy years old but looked as bright and tender as a young girl in her twenties, with eyes full of vicissitudes of life, took the telegram handed over by her trusted butler with her slender jade fingers, glanced at it briefly, and suddenly jumped up.

Loud and excited shouts echoed throughout the palace. A team of palace guards, whose hair had turned light gold and whose eyes had golden streaks flashing in the depths, rode out of the palace on horseback and spread the queen's order in all directions. The huge Kingdom of Ingish, like a giant bear that had just awakened from hibernation and suddenly smelled the scent of honey, began to mobilize in a frenzy.

All the old soldiers under the age of sixty who had served in the Kingdom's native army or the colonial corps and are now retired and unemployed, but whose limbs are intact and who can still carry guns and fight, have all received conscription orders from the Kingdom's War Department and are now reporting to the nearest military camp to rejoin the organization.

In the Kingdom of England, all poor people, men under the age of sixty, women under the age of fifty, and both men and women over the age of twelve are forcibly conscripted into the reserve force and will begin receiving the most basic military training from that day on.

All of England's overseas colonies and all of its colonial armies went out like crazy and began hysterically arresting the natives.

All young and strong natives, as long as they are transported back to England, will be paid two gold coins for each male and one gold coin for each female. As long as they are transported back to England, they will be settled in cash at the port, and there will be no delay in payment.

If these natives are young and strong and have received basic military training in the colony, the purchase price will double.

If these young and strong natives had been regular soldiers of the vassal corps when they were in the colony, the number would have increased fivefold.

Just when the Kingdom of Ingis was in a state of chaos due to a secret telegram, the "furious" "Majesty the Black Crow" "personally led the army". He personally commanded the elite imperial army headed by Prince Louis, who were once composed of federal troops. With the help of the existing north-south railway artery in Yidoli, the huge army set out from the city of Lilia day and night and headed straight for the central city of Saint Yutu.

Meanwhile, in the city of Saint-Utu, a brutal stranglehold war was in full swing.

Prince Atofan became famous in one battle. He could always accurately judge the military deployment of the Black Crow Empire. He could always concentrate superior forces, form tactical advantages in local areas, and annihilate the Empire's effective forces.

Even the Yidori Kingdom Army formed a small but capable hunting squad to attack everywhere on the battlefield. They could always find the headquarters of the Black Crow Empire Army at all levels. They appeared and disappeared like ghosts, and a large number of Empire Army generals were killed. The resulting command chaos made the Empire Army even more chaotic.

Around the city of Saint Yutu, the main force of the imperial army is the army of poor people recruited by Xing Tianli in Yingji. Its officers at all levels are all powerful people and gang leaders in the slums of Yingji. Among them, there are a large number of Yingji staff officers who are in active service.

As Prince Atofan effectively executed his tactics, these generals and officers from Yingji suffered heavy losses. Prince Blood Crow quickly appointed a large number of Farus officers, and even mountain people from the Dusk Mountains, as commanders at all levels.

This imperial army of astonishing size was being rapidly depleted on the battlefield, but it was also being tempered to become more elite and powerful, and was gradually being firmly controlled by Xing Tianli.

This day.

Xing Tianli was still nearly a thousand miles away from Saint Yutu City. Early in the morning, there was a deafening "buzzing" sound. In the core area of ​​the Yutu Basin, on the outskirts of Saint Yutu City, on a large piece of flat land, a series of propeller fighters took off. After circling above Saint Yutu City for a while, they formed a huge combat array and divided into two waves, heading to the east and west sides respectively.

White phosphorus bombs fell from the sky, with dazzling flames and countless thin white smoke falling to the ground in wisps like a rainstorm.

Falling on the water, the water is burning.

It fell to the ground and the dirt was burning.

It fell on the ship, and the steel was also burning.

The white phosphorus bombs fell on the tanks, burning through their armor and causing the internal ammunition to explode. The large number of Ingish tanks and artillery pieces besieging the Idoli capital of Saint Silan were detonated by the overwhelming white phosphorus bombs and turned into piles of scrap metal.

Even more terrifying was the ground troops covered by white phosphorus bombs. Countless Ingish and Saint-Norman soldiers cried, their bodies were on fire and smoke, and with the sound of grease hissing, they ran and rolled on the ground, struggled madly, and then were burned into small balls of charcoal.

No one knew what horrible formula was used in these white phosphorus bombs. Even the special alloy heavy armor that was several feet thick could not withstand the erosion of these terrible flames. Even the fleets of Inghis and Saint-Norman on the east and west oceans suffered heavy losses, and many warships sank to the bottom of the sea after the explosion.

(End of this chapter)