Douluo: Law of Heaven and Earth

Chapter 1109: Founding a Nation
September 30th.

Empires and kingdoms outside the Red Society's jurisdiction have all sent representatives. Among them, the emperor of the Martial Soul Empire, the king of the Kingdom of Silves, and Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Kingdom came in person. The other empires, kingdoms, and various small countries that split off during the previous war only sent their respective ministers to offer their greetings.

The diplomatic corps received these guests from various countries and did not differentiate between different service levels based on the territory or power of the empire or kingdom; it chose to treat them all equally.

For small countries, this was naturally a cause for celebration, but for empires, it was seen as the Red Society being too disrespectful of hierarchy! Fortunately, they understood the Red Society's ideology and refrained from further discussion, while also trying their best to calm the accompanying officials and Soul Masters and prevent them from causing any further trouble!
That's it.

As the first rays of sunlight broke the silence of the night on the second morning, all the residents of Holy Soul City got up and got busy.

The day of national establishment is today!
Bibi Dong and the others had already arrived at the central area of ​​Holy Soul City and were invited to the city tower.

This city gate tower is not tall, only about thirty meters high, with a total length of about sixty meters on both sides and a width of only about thirty meters. Compared with the city platforms and towers on the mainland that are often about a hundred meters high, a hundred meters wide, and a kilometer long, it can be described as a "malnourished" "minor".

Looking down at the arena, Bibi Dong saw a dense crowd that had already gathered below, roughly estimated to be as many as 400,000.

Even more people surrounded the back, almost completely blocking the central area.

"Everyone says that the Red Society is well-ordered, but it seems that's not all that great now." The envoy from the Barak Kingdom who came to observe the ceremony looked disdainful.

"It's too early to talk about establishing a nation before it has truly begun," the Ninth King of the Kingdom of Silves said casually, glancing at the envoy from the Kingdom of Barak.

When the messenger saw that it was the King of the Kingdom of Sylves who had spoken, he shut his mouth and remained silent.

Although he was representing the Kingdom of Barak to attend the ceremony, he was not the ruler of a country and therefore dared not argue with the ruler of the neighboring country, Silvis.

Di-

As eight o'clock in the morning approached, a group of about a hundred people dressed in blue with red scarves tied around their necks walked out from the gate of the lower city platform, each holding a trumpet and playing rousing music.

The crowd that had been surrounding the city wall also made way, revealing a wide open space.

This scene left the envoys from various countries wide-eyed.

It should be noted that the crowd below the city wall, judging by sight alone, numbered as many as 400,000, and they actually cleared a space in such a short time!
Unbelievable!

If this were in their kingdom, let alone 400,000 civilians, even 400,000 soldiers... no, even just about 4,000 soldiers surrounded at the city gate would take half an hour, or even an hour, to disperse in such a short time.

There are 400,000 people right now! And they're not even well-trained soldiers!

They're just ordinary people!

The messenger of Nabalak gaped in disbelief.

The Kingdom of Barak is known for its military strength, and no matter how orderly its soldiers are, they can never match the discipline of the residents of Holy Soul City.

This isn't just four people, forty people, or four hundred people! It's at least four hundred thousand! And they're all so perfectly synchronized!

Are all those civilians below retired soldiers?

No!

reason?

"Hey! You fucking stepped on me!"

"Back off!"

"Don't push forward! Did you hear me! Go back inside!"

"..."

Various noises, even shouting and cursing, came from below, not much different from the sounds of the city streets they had seen before.

Even so, they all stepped back in unison, making way for the hundred-person procession emerging from below the city gate tower.

Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time. If the army within the Spirit Empire possessed the qualities of these commoners from the Chi Hui, why would she be so troubled?
Amidst the rousing sound of horns, Zhou Qing slowly emerged from the back, followed by Tang San, Xiao Wu, Romantina, Wang Sheng, and Ariel, all carrying a bright red flag.

The flag was three meters long and two meters wide, and it was exceptionally simple and bright.

Beside Zhou Qing was an elderly man with a hunched back.

It was Old Jack.

"I thought I could just watch, why did I, an old man, have to raise the flag?" Old Jack complained as he walked, but his face was full of smiles. "I was so nervous!"

“Grandpa Jack, everything we have comes from Holy Soul Village. As the former village chief of Holy Soul Village, the current district chief of Douluo Street, and the honorary city lord of Holy Soul City, it is only right that you come.” Zhou Qing helped old Jack up, “It’s also my personal reason.”

Tang San also said, "Yes, Grandpa Jack, it would be perfect if you raised the flag."

Xiao Wu said, "You are the first and last honorary city lord of Holy Soul City. No one will inherit this title in the future."

Romantina said, "This is truly one of a kind! You really have to make a real appearance in front of everyone!"

at this time.

Led by the band leader, Zhou Qing and his group arrived at the flagpole, which was about thirty meters high.

Other kingdoms and empires would erect flags at least a hundred meters high to display their grandeur and majesty, but the Red Society is different; it only needs to be thirty meters high.

Too high—

Ordinary people can't see it.

Moreover, he kept his head tilted back, his neck included, and in an open area of ​​about thirty meters, he could be seen by hundreds of thousands of people present.

It is dignified without being overly ostentatious.

It's just right!
Zhou Qing and Old Jack secured the flag with the rope, and together they watched as the flag slowly rose.

Looking at that flag, Old Jack never imagined that Holy Soul Village would develop so quickly. In just twelve years, the village became a town, then a city, and now it has become the capital of a country.

Zhou Qing, Tang San, and their companions are truly remarkable!

As Zhou Qing gazed at that familiar flag, his eyes trembled slightly. While he was overjoyed, he also secretly reminded himself that this was his last selfish wish!

Afterwards, the group returned the way they came and went back to the city wall.

Romantina's spiritual power covered the entire area under the jurisdiction of the Red Society, causing all residents within the territory, whether present or not, to be jolted and look up towards the east.

In their line of sight, on a city platform or tower only thirty meters high, Zhou Qing, Tang San, Romantina, Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu, and representatives from various departments of the Red Society stood facing them.

Although they were standing on high ground, they did not feel like they were looking down on them.

noble?

No!

pity?

Nor is it!
The leader's gentle gaze seemed to be encouraging them all.

"I announce!"

Zhou Qing spoke, his voice booming through the heavens and resounding throughout the universe, proclaiming to everyone within the territory, "The Crimson Flower Kingdom! Is hereby established!"

(End of this chapter)