The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

"All the information sent back has been confirmed to be true and valid."

"The King of Lithuania and the Winged Cavalry Paladins engaged in a battle with the Khitan Caesar outside the capital."

"The estimated number of people on the Lithuanian side is 30,000, and the Khitan Caesar's side is less than 5,000."

"It is said that the Lithuanians even succeeded in encircling the Khitans."

"But within just one day, except for a few who escaped, the entire Lithuanian army was wiped out—"

"The King of Lithuania and the leader of the Holy Knights were both killed by the Khitan Caesar."

Finally, the confidant said sadly.

"Poland, I'm afraid the country will be destroyed now."

"It's only been a little over a month since the Khitan Caesar sent out his troops."

Including the time it took to exchange information, wouldn't it have taken only a month for Botswana to be defeated by Shu Yichao?

"A powerful country was destroyed just like that..."

"Your Holiness, you are right..."

The confidant said, "That guy is the Lord's enemy."

"Well, I guess this is the Lord's ultimate test for us." The Pope sighed stiffly and then said.

"You continue to contact those monarchs."

"Please ask them to come to the Eternal City..."

"I must explain to them in person the great significance of this holy war."

“Only in this way can we respond to the Lord’s earnest expectations of us.”

"Your will, Your Majesty." The confidant bowed and slowly left the room.

After his confidants left, the Pope slowly lay down on the chair and closed his eyes as if extremely tired.

However, the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

"No, I just..."

"Those words—damn it!"

"The devil is controlling me—ah!"

"Ding ding ding."

"Ding ding ding."

At this moment, a slow bell sound suddenly rang in the magnificent church.

The melodious ringing sound echoed in the magnificent cathedral, yet it seemed to come from the sky, ethereal and boundless.

The Pope's eyes turned white, his old body began to tremble, and he made painful sounds of "ho ho-ho" from his mouth, as if he had an epileptic seizure, or as if something was invading his soul.

Soon, the Pope stopped moving and the magnificent cathedral returned to peace.

"Hehe." It was not until this moment that a young woman's laughter was heard from the depths of the church.

"Ouch."

"Stupid old man."

“All you have to do is remember the sermon.”

"Don't think too much."

"Tap, tap." With the sound of the scepter hitting the floor, a figure gradually emerged from the shadows.

She was an extremely tall and strong woman, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a golden crown inlaid with gems on her head.

She held a golden scepter in one hand and a small golden ball in the other. The golden ball was decorated with bells that were ringing at this moment.

"The Whip of God." The woman looked up into the distance.

"What an arrogant statement."

"I want to see if you are worthy of such a reputation."

Lithuania.

Another castle stood in front of Shu Yichao.

However, at this moment, the people on the city wall had no courage to fight to the death and were trembling.

The king is dead.

Along with 20,000 troops.

Cassivia is dead.

Including the Paladin Corps.

The two pillars of the country were gone at once—

This is like the sky falling and the earth collapsing for everyone.

But the sky was not over yet, because a flood called "disobedience to the king" began to sweep across the grassland.

Shu Yichao led his terrifying army and began to clear out every castle and city belonging to Lithuania, killing every noble and knight he saw.

We will win the battle and capture the city——

Oh God!

Why do you inflict such punishment?

Two hundred years later, the Whip of God descended upon this world once again.

Is it because we are not pious enough that we have offended you?

Everyone on the city wall was crying bitterly.

However, the reason why Shu Yichao actually dyes everywhere is—

“Sometimes the mechanics are just bullshit.”

"The royal family is all dead..." Shu Yichao was speechless for a moment: "How can this not be considered the end of the country?"

In the eyes of other monarchs, Lithuania was completely doomed.

But the mechanism of the alien war is determined to be——

As long as there is still a city in this country that has not surrendered, or there is still a noble who can inherit the throne, it will not be over.

So Shu Yichao, who was extremely depressed, had no choice but to lead his team to continue clearing the territory of Poland and Lithuania, trying to hang every noble.

Then, all of Lithuania fell into despair.

People could only hide in the castle in fear, praying that they would not become Shu Yichao's next target.

It is said that in some cities now, some people write their wills as soon as they go out in the morning, and then say goodbye to their families in tears.

Then they would tremble and walk up to the city wall to act as soldiers guarding the city. From time to time, they would lie on the wall to keep watch.

See if there is a bloody double-headed eagle flag and silver-shining armored paladins in the distance.

If he didn't show up, he would hold a party when he got home in the evening to celebrate the fact that he had lived another day.

And today, without a doubt, is the day when this castle will be completely destroyed.

Just as everyone was crying and holding their heads in grief, a man roared from under the city wall.

"Step aside!"

"Get out of my way!"

"I want to see your lord, I want to see your lord!"

The crying soldiers were caught off guard and were rushed onto the city wall by him.

"Bobo?" The lord wiped away his tears.

"What are you here for?"

"I know you're a poor horse-selling boy, relying on your handsomeness to have an ambiguous relationship with my daughter."

"But now--" With death approaching, the lord was completely desperate and too lazy to break up the couple.

"Go and see her if you want."

"We'll all be killed by the Khitans anyway."

"Lord." The young man who rushed forward took a breath and said, "They are not Khitans!"

"They are Seris!"

"Those who fled, there are leaders who learned the scourge of God, and these are the words spoken."

“I’ve heard some of these words before…”

"My former master was a Mongolian. He told me this."

"The most common reason Seris people use when going to war is that they refuse to obey the king."

Looking at the lord's dazed eyes, the young man knew that he couldn't explain it clearly to him.

"Anyway, Lord."

The young man said hurriedly: "I have a way to keep everyone alive!"

There was surprise all around.

"You?" The lord was unconvinced. "Are you just a horse vendor?"

"The Scourge of God knows only to kill those who cross the wheel. Even surrender is useless."

"We're all going to die anyway." The young man also took the risk: "Then why doesn't the Lord let me try?"

"Maybe it will work?"

"..."

"……All right."

So, when Shu Yichao led his troops to the outside of the castle, he saw that the city gate was open.

Then a group of people came out.

The leader was a young man holding a plate with strange things such as seals and swords on it.

Following behind was a middle-aged man who was tied up, and a group of people behind him were dragging a coffin with a white flag hanging.

"..."

Why do I have a strange sense of déjà vu?

Shu Yichao looked at the group of people in front of him and always felt that something was strange.

Then, he heard the young man opposite shouting loudly in a not very standard language.

"We have long admired the king's virtue."

"I've come to surrender!"

"Wow." Shu Yichao exclaimed as he watched the color on the small map change. "There are actually people surrendering?"

"I thought everyone was going to defend the city walls until they died."

When Shu Yichao accepted the surrender, the young man, who had been sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief.

Master, thank you so much.

With tears in his eyes, he felt inside his bag. Only half of the book was left, and it was almost torn to pieces.

There were barely a few words written on the cover of the book.

It’s basically three, something, and what to act.

The news of the successful surrender of a castle spread quickly throughout the land.

The lord was surprised to find that—

Many people who had lost contact with each other for a long time seemed to have their memories suddenly improved overnight, and wrote to him to describe their friendship in the past.

Many distant relatives also missed this blood relative whom he had not contacted for a long time and wrote to ask about his well-being.