People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

At this moment, Chen Huijie also left his hiding place, walked behind Fang Zhou, and looked at the pink-haired Sarkaz in front of him with vigilance in his eyes.

However, in response to Chen Huijie's call, Fang Zhou and Theresa did not respond, but just continued to look at each other.

"Let's go have a drink over there?"

Theresa spoke first, pointing to the cafe where there was still a waiter in front of Chen Huijie's surprised gaze.

Wait a minute, this atmosphere is not right, right?

Chen Huijie raised his eyebrows as he looked at Fang Zhou and the obviously suspicious pink-haired Sarkaz. Although the race of the guy named Alien Zi-O could not be identified, the guy wrapped in white cloth and flying in the air, looking like a flying mop, was obviously a scavenger among the Sarkaz.

Then the remaining two are most likely Sarkaz, and now another one has appeared, who is also a Sarkaz although he looks very handsome. Isn't this suspicious no matter how you look at it?

So, facing the invitation from this suspicious Sarkaz, Ark should directly reject it and then attack to capture it.

Chen Huijie thought so.

But soon...

"Let's go."

what?

Chen Huijie seemed not to have heard clearly and looked at Fang Zhou's back in astonishment.

No buddy, what are you talking about?

Are you being bewitched by this Sarkaz's beauty? Wake up!

But Fang Zhou obviously couldn't hear Chen Huijie's thoughts, and just walked into the cafe with Theresa, who was smiling.

Only Chen Huijie was left in the empty street, staring blankly at the backs of the two people.

"No, what about me?"

Chen Huijie pointed at himself with his index finger and muttered to himself.

At the same time, on the other side.

The Ursus Tundra a thousand years ago, perhaps it should still be called the Hippogriff Tundra?

On this tundra.

"That's pretty much all I could get out of those two guards."

After handing the information he had compiled to the others present, Fang Zhou sat down on the hay. The candlelight shone on his matte black helmet, and the reflected warm light made the dark tent a little warmer.

Amiya sat next to Fang Zhou and saw that he seemed a little tired. She stood up and walked behind Fang Zhou, gently placed her small hands on Fang Zhou's shoulders, and kneaded them gently.

"Thank you for your hard work, Doctor. We'll take care of the rest. You can take a good rest."

The little rabbit's concern almost made Fang Zhou cry. Look, look, this is the little cotton-padded jacket at home. Kal'tsit, learn from the rabbit and stop looking at your intelligence! I know you value the intelligence I asked for, and I'm happy, but before you care about those stupid intelligence, can you care about me?

However, a certain lynx cat obviously did not hear Fang Zhou's thoughts, and its brain was still working at high speed on the information in its hand, thinking about the root of the problem.

"That is to say, at this moment, the army of Igor, the founding emperor of Ursus, is here, about a thousand kilometers behind the vanguard, which is equivalent to the northeastern part of the Ursus Empire, near Da Yan, a thousand years later."

"Not that far away. At least from what the soldiers have told me, the Ursus rebels have already conquered most of the eastern territory of the Hippodrome Empire. They've already established their own resistance base and are gradually gaining a foothold in the east. It seems their plan is to recuperate in the east, accumulate strength, and then gradually expand westward. It's a very steady strategy. If this continues, and nothing unexpected happens, Igor will indeed successfully capture the Saint Steed Castle in the 31st year of the Terran calendar, ascend the throne, and establish the Ursus Empire."

Fang Zhou enjoyed the little rabbit's shoulder and neck massage. The soft and innocent little hands gently kneaded the slightly stiff muscles with just the right strength, making Fang Zhou make sounds of enjoyment while speaking.

However, after massaging for a while, he asked Amiya to stop. After all, massage is a strenuous job, and he couldn't let his gentle and warm little rabbit get tired.

"But old bastard, you also said that it would be done without any accidents, but from the development of the situation we have seen, if nothing unexpected happens, an accident will happen soon."

Thinking of the extent to which history has been distorted thousands of years later, W couldn't help but curl his lips, and Tallulah couldn't help but nod.

Now that Igor has established a foothold in the East, Noah will definitely intimidate the Emperor of Hippogriff and force him to use the alien Hippogriff to control the watch. In the end, the Hippogriff Empire will successfully resist Igor's offensive because of this alien power, and will directly turn the tables in the end, causing the military power that should have spanned the West, North, and East in history to die in its cradle.

"But now Igor has established a firm foothold in the eastern part of the empire. Even if the emperor gains the power of the alien Hippogriff, it is impossible for him to completely defeat Igor's army within a year..."

Judging from what Fang Zhou asked those soldiers, Igor's current military strength is estimated to be more than 100,000. Although it is impossible to gather them all together, as the commander-in-chief, the troops led by Igor must be tens of thousands in size.

"So, that time robber, the man named Noah, will definitely do something to Igor."

Kal'tsit put down the information in her hand, rubbed her chin and frowned in thought.

"So what should we do? Do we have to split up into two groups? Listen to me, this is absolutely a stupid idea."

W spoke bluntly, but it cannot be denied that what she said was right.

There are only five of them at the moment, and it is absolutely impossible to divide the combat power and defend both sides.

"It's more reliable to go directly to Saint Steed Castle to guard that Time Robber. No matter how you think about it, he should give that alien watch head to that dog emperor first, right? Does he have to go guard Igor's army first and cripple that big bear before coming to Saint Steed Castle to do business?"

Pinching a strand of her red ahoge hair with her hand, it seemed that it was because she saw Amiya massaging Fang Zhou's shoulders. At some point, W called out two ghost ninjas to massage her shoulders and legs from behind, which made Tallulah's eyes twitch.

"Let's do this, then. We'll set off for Saint Castle tomorrow and get some rest tonight. As for Igor... we can't act separately. But to be on the safe side, I'll send a few teams of the Black Shadow Legion there, some of each type."

It is impossible to defeat the Alien Black Snake with the power of the Shadow Legion alone, but with a large number of Shadow Legions blocking it, if the Alien Black Snake really intends to go to Igor first to defeat Ursus' future team, and then go to the Holy Castle to turn the emperor into an Alien Hippogriff, the Shadow Legion can also stop that guy for a while, and this time is enough for Ark and others to react and go to support through the Shadow Kingdom.

After making this decision, Fang Zhou and the others looked at the time. It was still a long time before nightfall, but it would be too boring to just stay here.

At that time, the vanguard officer's attitude was obviously that he would not let them leave the tent until they decided to leave. After all, they were in rebellion and were fighting. Even though they were sure that Fang Ark and his group were definitely not from Hippogriff's side, facing the sudden arrival of several people, staying vigilant to prevent intelligence leaks was the top priority.

As for what Fang Zhou had gotten out of the soldier, he had used some tricks, well, some.

Noticing that everyone present had fallen into a strange silence after the topic ended, Fang Zhou couldn't help but reach into his four-dimensional pocket and took out a round box under everyone's curious gaze.

"It's still a long time before night, otherwise..."

Amid Kal'tsit's confusion, W and Tallulah's anticipation, and Amiya's curiosity, Ark opened the box.

"Let's start with some exciting games of flying chess."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...No, you are sick."

The next day, nine o'clock in the morning.

"Is this the Saint Castle? This is what the Saint Castle looked like before it became a mobile city."

Amiya exclaimed in amazement at the towering fortress in front of her. The fortress had thick and tall walls. Amiya estimated that the walls were at least 20 meters high.

At this time in the 28th year of the Terran calendar, being able to build such towering walls for a fixed city can be considered a small miracle, even with Terra's Originium skills.

However, Tallulah had a different opinion. She looked at the tall and thick city wall in front of her with a gloomy expression.

In this era, productivity was extremely backward, and to build such a tall and thick wall, Originium skills were definitely indispensable. However, warlocks were rarer in this era than they would be a thousand years later, so hiring them would definitely be more expensive, even for the country.

But if the state doesn't use sorcerers, what will it requisition? The answer is obvious.

And this was indeed the case. When Fang Zhou and his group finally entered the city after arguing with the city gate guards for a while, the first thing they saw was a man behind the city wall wearing a cotton coat that was barely warm enough to carry stones on a path, not knowing where he was going.

"Looking at their appearance, they should be repairing the city wall."

Amiya watched those people disappear from her sight, then looked up at the sky, watching the snowflakes drifting down and the cold wind blowing from the horizon. The north was already extremely cold, and now it was snowing and blowing. Asking them to come out to repair the city wall in such weather was really...

Talulah just looked in the direction where the two workers disappeared and let out a long breath.

Whether it is the Eagle Empire or the Ursus Empire, it is true that the lower-class people are all like this, and the rulers are all of the same character.

Cursing in her heart, Tallulah felt a little relieved.

Keeping the two workers who braved the wind and snow to repair the city wall in mind for the time being, the few of them strolled along the streets of Saint Jun Castle, looking left and right at the city in front of them that belonged to this era.

In the 28th year of the Terran calendar, there were already stone buildings in the Fort of the Holy Steed. Houses made of well-cut square stones could be seen everywhere in the Fort of the Holy Steed. Even in the depths of the city, one could see the palace of the Emperor Hippogriff.

Even in this environment of extremely low productivity, the emperor's palace was still so magnificent that it made Tallulah grit her teeth.

Amiya, Tallulah, and W were more curious about the cities of this era, but the remaining two were not too interested.

Kal'tsit had seen these cities a long time ago. She had been here thousands of years ago and had seen cities of this era, so these things on the opposite side were just a reminiscence at best. It was absolutely impossible for her to look around as energetically as Amiya and W.

As for Ark, the reason was that the overall style of the current Saint Jun Castle was very consistent with the ancient Western European-style buildings in his memory. Even if there were some differences, they were not that big and there was nothing new, so Ark did not go to see it.

However, just as they entered the city and were about to investigate the current Saint Castle, there was a sudden commotion in front. Amiya and the others looked and saw only several tall horses in front. Wherever the horses passed, the people on the road immediately knelt down, kneeling on the ground in humility and not daring to look up.

Fang Zhou and the others immediately went into a small alley nearby and looked at the huge team with a solemn expression.

"This scene...wait, that guy in the lead!"

Looking at the slightly familiar face, Tallulah instantly established a corresponding relationship in her mind. The old man who looked extremely gloomy in her mind at that time and the guy in front of her with the same gloomy face could be said to be matched perfectly.

"That guy is... the current Emperor of the Hippodrome Empire, Dmitri Ivanovich."

Chapter 114: A Benevolent King? A Benevolent King from Africa!

"That guy is the emperor of the Hierophant Empire?"

W hid in the alley and quietly stuck his head out to look at the man sitting on the tall horse.

He looked to be in his twenties, decent looking, with that arrogance that W hated. "BYD, the last emperor, is so arrogant! Your territory to the east is almost completely taken over, and you're still showing off here? If you don't die, who will die?"

After pointing fingers at the emperor in their hearts, Fang Zhou and the others watched Dmitri arrogantly riding his horse past the crowd, while the people in the places he passed by knelt on both sides of the road and kowtowed to the emperor.

There were no people kneeling in the crowd, but judging from their features, they were also eagles.

It turns out that only ordinary people need to kneel. In this empire, Master Junying does not need to kneel.

However, although they did not need to kneel, the nobles of the Hippogriff still acted respectfully in front of the emperor.

But after the emperor's carriage drove past, something appeared behind her and made Tallulah's eyes narrow.

That is!

They were Ursus, their bodies chained and tied to the railings behind the chariot in front, and they were staggering forward as they were pulled by the horses and carriages.

In this cold winter day, only thin cloth clothes can barely cover the body. Even the strong and healthy Ursus is shivering all over and has frostbite everywhere.

The thin clothes could not hide the wounds on their bodies. Whip marks and signs of beatings were visible everywhere on their bodies. Some of the wounds had already festered. Amiya saw this and covered her mouth in disbelief to prevent herself from screaming.

"They...could they be..."

Are they prisoners of the rebels?

Being dragged out and paraded like this now is an attempt to suppress the people's dissatisfaction with the empire? However, doing so would only intensify the people's resistance. Such brutal behavior would only make the people more disgusted with the rule of the gods.

But using fear to suppress these mortals in their eyes may have become an instinctive behavior for the Hippogriffs.

"Hurry up! Don't stop! You bastard Ursus!"

Crack!

The whip was merciless. With a muffled groan, a somewhat lagging Ursus man suffered a new wound on his body.

Seeing the bruised and battered appearance, the people around couldn't help but close their eyes. They couldn't bear to see those people suffering under the nobles' whips.

"Open your eyes! I'll see who dares to close them. Look carefully, this is the fate of those who resist the empire!!"

However, as if he noticed that the people on both sides of the street had closed their eyes and could not bear to watch this scene, the jester who was whipping the Ursus with a whip immediately shouted loudly, asking the people on both sides of the road not to close their eyes and to watch him whipping the Ursus.

Hearing the jester's loud shouts, the onlookers were shocked and reluctantly opened their eyes again, carefully turning their gazes to look at the Ursus who were tortured beyond recognition.

Seeing this scene, Tallulah in the alley bit her lower lip tightly with her teeth, using the pain to suppress her inner anger.

The convoy led by the emperor was still moving forward. Their target seemed to be a small square near the city gate, which was a small bustling market in Saint Jun Castle.

The masters of the gods' people usually don't set foot there, but the citizens of ordinary races living outside the Holy Jun Castle do their daily shopping and life around here. For them, it is the most lively place in the city.

Their target was there, and after realizing this fact, Ark and his group, who were secretly following the convoy, quickly realized what they wanted to do.

As expected, in that busy street, the place where the market should have been had been cleared out by the soldiers at some point. The vendors dragged their carts and goods and left the place helplessly. Where they should have set up their stalls, the soldiers had built a simple platform with wooden boards.

Behind the line, there is a higher platform with an exquisite chair on it, covered with warm-looking fur of a torn beast. A soldier stands next to it, sweeping the snowflakes that fall on the fur of the torn beast with a small broom from time to time to keep the fur clean and tidy.

There was also a tall flagpole on the platform, with a Hippogriff flag flying on it. The Hippogriff with its wings spread out on the flag looked down at the mortals on the ground with its blood-red eyes. The condescending attitude made W smirk.

"This emperor always looks down on people. Now their country's flag is also like this, as if he is looking down on people. It's really annoying."

W was muttering to herself as she played with the grenade in her hand. If she hadn't known that now was not the time to make a big noise, she would have thrown the grenade at the face of that dog emperor.

When W threw the grenade in his hand, the group of people had already arrived at the simple stage. The emperor dismounted and was dragged onto the stage by his close ministers. He sat on the exquisite and elegant chair, looking down at the people below. Of course, the people he looked at most were the Ursus who were brought to the stage by the jester.

"I believe many people know what happened, but some don't. So let me tell you, these Ursas, these lowly, hateful Ursas, have been blessed by Your Majesty to live on this land. Your Majesty has given them a place to settle down, given them jobs, and given them the opportunity to support their families. Yet, they don't even thank Your Majesty for this grace!

"To gather together and discuss such disrespectful remarks! Even openly rebelling against Your Majesty! Humiliating the bloodline of the divine people! This is an unforgivable sin in the Empire!"

After throwing the Ursus onto the stage, the jester spoke in a loud voice to the citizens who were driven here by the soldiers. They looked around cautiously, and when they saw the Ursus brought onto the stage with wounds all over their bodies, they knew why the soldiers drove them here.

Some of the strong men looked at the bruised and battered Ursus on the stage with red eyes, and then immediately lowered their heads.

They couldn't let those soldiers and that damn jester see their angry expressions. If they were seen, they might be accused of being accomplices of the Ursus rebellion and then be dragged to the platform together.