Universal Lord: My sixth subordinate screwed me over so badly!

The battle was over, and the battle was over.

Just when Su Yue returned to the parliament, looking at the already warm luxurious bedding, he planned to rest and end the sixth day's schedule.

Lord's log: "Your hero Malekith defeated Legions (countless): 1000+ dwarf fleeing soldiers, and obtained first-level armor x443, second-level weapons x320... Obtained: Lord's treasure x1."

"Malekith shared war experience with all lords of the territory, and your lord experience +2123."

"???"

"What the hell?"

Su Yue's expression was surprised. Malekith defeated the dwarf fleeing soldiers and shared experience with himself?

He knew that there must be a group of defeated dwarves fleeing near the northern fortress, and many special buildings and unexplored areas must have other dwarf troops deployed... But he didn't expect that Malekith, with the imperial troops, could gain experience by defeating other defeated soldiers?

"So outrageous?"

"..."

Su Yue tentatively opened Gregory's lord status bar and found that Gregory's experience also increased by more than 200 points?

Su Yue remembered the battle characteristics of the Nagarond faction. Malekith had a negative attribute, that is, the lord experience gained seemed to be distributed to other friendly forces.

Moreover, any lord in the territory who is higher than Malekith's lord level will increase the probability of betrayal.

"...You said this guy is a lone wolf, but he shares experience with you."

"You said he's not a lone wolf...he's pretty crazy."

Su Yue shook his head...and laughed, "This is too cool."

He didn't expect to gain much experience in this battle in Qiwei City...but Spicy Chicken Shreds was able to share experience in the battle?

If he gets an advanced ballistics after upgrading, won't he be invincible?

"And Malekith has advanced tactics and master-level leadership skills. Even if the 'Level 6 Naggaroth Dark Elf Witch King: Malekith's Dark Elf Troops Attack Power +85%' does not work, it is extremely fierce. This is not only as a level 6 hero, in terms of individual strength, his leadership ability is also undoubtedly strong."

Eris looked charming and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Su Yue smiled and said, "I want to exchange real currency in the future. How much money can you make for me..."

"Are you short of money again?"

In reality, Su Yue remembered the first time he saw Elis, the tall figure and appearance of the sports car, and felt a moment of loss in his heart.

"Rest, husband."

"..."

The candle was blown out by the beautiful woman.

Jin Xiuer, tiptoed towards the house, and she started hypnosis.

"Eris, the Chosen One, is really annoying."

Jin Xiuer frowned and looked at her.

Europa was stunned for a moment.

The black wings spread out, and one of the four pairs of archangel wings had completely turned black. Jin Xiuer smiled and said, "Sister Europa, your fall will make Canaan gain stronger protection... but..."

"Heaven already knows!!"

Europa looked at Jin Xiuer. She had to surrender for the sake of Canaan and Lord Su Yue.

To be precise, she turned to the Devil Church, because now in the entire Canaan, except for the Devil Church, there is probably no other church that can protect Canaan... Maybe there are monsters in the Devil Reef in the Balamakan mudflats and the port of the 8 Dragon Fleet, which may be able to protect Canaan.

But conflicts and contradictions are inevitable. "The Inquisition is about to arrive."

Jin Xiuer smiled and said, "The background and hidden dangers of Canaan are difficult for the outside world to estimate. Let alone the arrival of the Inquisition, what can His Majesty the Emperor do in person?"

"..."

"Please relax, sister. His Excellency Cardinal Schwartz has entered the Silver Palace plane to serve hard labor. The master can solve any crisis and trouble. You must believe in him."

Europa fell into deep thought...

Jin Xiuer smiled and said, "I'm in my right arm today."

Europa's eyes were full of confusion at the moment. Only in Su Yue's arms could she feel a moment of warmth...

"Hmm..." Su Yue was not hypnotized, but he had already fallen into a dream state. Europa watched him turn over and her expression suddenly became a little nervous...

"Master... Master..."

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Tyrone Jorge entered the forest territory shrouded in thick fog. That piece of high-elite

The dark territory of the spirits also entered the scene of night.

A thin mist was steaming near the territory of Remiel. The lord of the high elves, Alaunita Gnor, said with a gloomy look:

"Is Tyrone Jorge dead?"

"Yes, there has been no news about their fleet since the evening. Just now, the ships of the wood elves returned and confirmed the information of the death of Tyrone Jorge's fleet. They were the sea force responsible for the guerrilla attack on the city of Qiwell. Now they are all wiped out..."

"And..."

"Our merchant ships have been sunk, and as many as 8 ships have been sunk. A mysterious and strange evil sea fleet of the Canaan Territory has appeared nearby."

The death of Tyrone Jorge cast a haze over the territory of Remiel.

It also attracted the attention of Alaunita Gnor, the lord of the high elves.

"It's not good to move at night, are they moving at night?"

"Yes, the enemy's commander is a dark elf."

"Dark elves?"

The high elf adjutant said respectfully: "In addition to the dark elves, there are signs of 6th-level artillery on their fleet... They are very powerful. Ordinary merchant ships will be paralyzed if they are hit by artillery fire."

Alaunita Gnor said: "Can we wipe them out before tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid it's difficult."

"Why?"

"There are also their troops in the water." The adjutant was extremely tired. At this late hour, his tone and attitude were completely official. Alaunita Gnor, the lord of Remiel, had been waiting for news without sleeping, and his face looked a little pale.

"The monsters of Canaan have just conquered the northern fortress of the dwarves, and they are actually going to attack our high elves' merchant ships and caravans at sea. I wonder if they are really crazy, or are they just like the imperial rebels, who are too eager to take action and don't know the long-term solution?"

The adjutant said, "So are we going to rest today? I can't open my eyes anymore."

Erida Genor said in a low voice, "People always encounter unexpected things. We high elves have a long lifespan. A few hundred years for us is just a few decades for humans. There is no need to compete with them for a short period of time. We will send troops to destroy them tomorrow."

"Understood."

The merchants in the Remiel territory suffered heavy losses, but they didn't know that Cthulhu's losses had begun to expand among the civilian groups.

In the Remire Territory, at an elf dock, many people shouted angrily: "Our merchant ship was attacked by lowly short-lived humans and disappeared. The human water ghosts are hiding in the water..."

Two survivors returned to the Remire Territory, looking extremely terrified: "There are monsters in the water... There are also monsters in the water. There are many frogmen in the water!!! Will our fleet come back?"

"What? Can't come back?"

"Killed... Killed, all killed..."

"Ahhhhh."

"Lord Tyrone Jorge died in battle..." A High Elf Dynasty soldier who was lucky enough to escape from the sea and was salvaged by a merchant ship, his pupils trembled violently: "The enemy's strength is more than three to five times ours. We... We can't be their opponents."

"They are the army of darkness, they are the army of the dark sun, destruction will befall the Remire Territory... Destruction is about to befall the Remire Territory."

The morale of the defeated army has collapsed, and after mentioning the Canaan Territory, they are immediately filled with fear.

And everyone, especially the high elves, saw that their relatives on the merchant ship did not return, and were even more affected by the mental state of the defeated soldiers. Many people regarded Canaan as a dangerous monster that spread fear...

The death of Tyrone Jorge caused a small range of ripples.

But it did not cause Erida Genor to pay too much attention.

Sphinx Medea saw a large number of Cthulhu level 3 horror spearmen rushing to the deck of the merchant ship.

"Don't... don't kill me!!"

A caravan leader raised his hands and knelt on the deck, making a surrender gesture.

"Puff."

The head was cut off, rolled seven or eight times, and fell on the ship with his eyes open. A large amount of gold and silver treasures were thrown into the water. The terrifying swimming speed of the Innsmouth people quickly sent boxes of treasures and money to the Balayamakan mudflats in Canaan.

"It's bad... it's bad."

"It's... it's the navy of Canaan, that flag, not our high elf naval force."

"Stop, stop, don't get any closer, otherwise we will regard your actions as an attack."

The flag bearer of the high elf warned.

But the opponent's dark elf ship in the fog still crashed into them.

"

Pirates, dark pirates of the dark elves..."

"Kill... Kill them."

"Ahhh..."

Blood splashed on the sampan. On the dragon head, Sphinx Medea knelt on one knee and supported the dragon head. He threw his long sword forward. A long-eared high elf beside the rudder suddenly had a blood line on his neck. His movements were extremely smooth, like a shadow assassin in the dark. The huge moon curtain behind him became the background behind him.

"Kill them."

Sphinx Medea himself is a dark elf. The dark elves and high elves are generations of enemies. A touch of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"My lord... a medium-sized fleet from the Remiel territory in the distance appeared."

"How many ships are there?"

"About fifteen."

"After looting this merchant ship, prepare to retreat immediately. "

"Understood..."

Sphinx Medea roughly understood that today's looting plan was probably coming to an end, but this was just the beginning. Next, he would make the high elves and the entire Remiel territory miserable.

"Edurus..."

"Here."

"Conflict is a necessary condition for peace. Only slaughter can give meaning to life. You must always keep this in mind."

"Yes, my lord." The Cain Sisterhood will sacrifice all this blood and life to the true God..."

His dark elf priest laughed.

Lord's Log: "Your special NPC General Sphinx Medea has been promoted to a hero unit because of his large amount of naval killing experience..."

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"Follow the great king of Nagarond, His Excellency Malekith..."

Above the ocean, an extremely powerful dark ark, like a land, extremely terrifying, countless high elf troops gathered on it, walking towards the sea area of ​​Canaan territory, the sea area blocked by Remiel.

"The great Lord Malekith will become our new master."

"The Lord of Canaan will be our new object of loyalty. "

Among the dark elves, the legend of Su Yue, the Lord of Canaan, is also increasing, because with the joining of Malekith, Id Ya has determined a trade agreement with the dark elves in advance.

A large number of dark elf territories are in the dark dungeon, rushing towards the Canaan territory.

Dungeon.

In the dark underground world, there are only a large number of sterile mosses. Those luminous mosses, fungal mosses, and sterile mosses are growing unscrupulously in the damp and dark world; above the ocean, above the boundless vortex sea, a large number of thunders gather together.

The chaos army is clanging.

The slaves of the dark elves are constantly longing for the breath of freedom, and want to go to a territory and base that can be developed... So a large number of dark elf slave refugees are rushing towards the Canaan territory.

In the middle of the night.

The internal affairs officer Eric looked puzzled: "Why are there so many dark elf refugees? "

The internal affairs staff of Canaan also looked puzzled: "Strange, there are so many more dark elf slaves..."

Bai Yue asked: "Well, what is the difference between refugees and slaves?"

Eric said: "In the dark elf society, slaves are the farmers of the human Batto Empire."

"Slavery?"

"No, only Nagarond has a slavery system. Other dark elf territories also have normal social and underground population relations. You may want to ask scholars who specialize in dark elf research about this matter."

"..."

"Lord Eric, the Knights of the Batto Empire, His Excellency Henry VII, arrived overnight."

"Oh? Take me to meet them quickly. ”

Henry VII of the Barto Empire had previously made some rewards to the Canaan Territory. 70 imperial cavalrymen, led by a Barto envoy named Helles, looked at the Canaan Territory suddenly:

"What a terrifying building level..."

"Sir, look, what is that?"

"What the hell is that? ?"

"Impossible... There is actually..."

"Rick, the Imperial Guard Fortress? ?"

"Elect... Elector? ?"

"Lord Su Yue of Canaan is actually the Elector?"

"Does His Majesty Henry know this information?"

"I'm afraid it's unknown for the time being."

"Send someone to pass on the message immediately... The Imperial Rick Guard Castle has appeared in the Canaan Territory, and Lord Su Yue of Canaan has a chance to become the Elector!!! "

"Understood..."

The envoys of the Batto Empire were extremely shocked. The huge castle of the Rick Empire's guards and the terrifying level of the building seemed to be not a small border town, but a central city of the imperial capital.

City.

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In the dark underwater palace of R'lyeh, Ythogtha looked at the middle-aged gentleman in front of him and said, "Father...sister's marriage, are we really going to arrange it for that mortal in the material plane?"

Cthulhu corrected, "It's a new Old Day."

"New...Old Day?"

Ythogtha looked a little surprised...

In the dark palace.

In the vast vortex of the universe where millions of corpses floated, the scene was very similar to Otomo Kazuyo's impression of Puccini's opera "Madame Butterfly"...

The black and gray petals bloomed and withered from time to time.

Ksira's beautiful face leaned against a red cold mist surrounded by black mist...

On her arm, a transparent crystal-like ball appeared.

On the ball.

The perspective of Canaan's territory overlooked by the moon appeared in her eyes.

"..."

"I hope you can grow up as soon as possible."

Kheira's soft voice came, with a cold and sharp charm like a blade, and like a gentle and moving wife waiting for her husband to come home.

In such a terrible darkness, opera-like voices and dance steps suddenly sounded.

Among the corpses...

One after another, the strange star followers, similar to Cthulhu's octopus tentacles, were turbulent and wandering around the throne and the royal court.

In the dark void, there seemed to be some kind of "wind" power, trying to tear apart this space and domain.

——Boom!!!

There was no sound in the void of the universe. The golden pupil of wind appeared in the torn cracks, and the cracks closed in an instant...

Ksira murmured: "Wind King... Ha, Sta."

"We don't have much time... anymore."

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In the Emden Mint, the upright and heroic Huntington William Frederick II walked into the dark smoking room late at night.

The dilapidated machinery and steel structure, mixed with the smell of wine and smoke, lingered inside the smoking room.

He said in a frenzy:

"Father...Father, I want to escape from here. I am essentially a Frenchman. Why should I be treated like this in a poor country?"

"I made a mistake. Please don't imprison me anymore."

"Let me out..."

"Please."

William I's figure, under the moonlight, was wearing black military uniform and leather boots. He was aggressive and aggressive. One-fifth of the population in his territory was transformed into troops. The moonlight reflected his epaulettes and narrow military belt.

"Fritz, what on earth are you thinking about every day in your little head?"

"From now on, you are the captain of the Potsdam Grenadiers."

"Your mother is pregnant again. This is the 13th time, but I only have you and your sister..."

"The court should not continue to interact with George. The weather in Yin Country is always gloomy. They are extremely rich, but they are not used to hard times. Every time they take a policy of checks and balances, Fa will take the upper hand over all the people in the world."

"We need war, to launch an endless war!!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty the Emperor."

The mud and shells splashed in Huntington's ears, and he seemed to see the death of a warhorse trapped in the mud.

The warhorse wailed and fell, and the saber slashed across the bodies of the dead.

His eyelids trembled violently.

"Kill... the Church..."

"No one from the Church is allowed to interfere with the rights of the world... I must kill them..."

In the darkness, when the king walked out of the smoking room, it was already late at night in the dwarf fortress. He said calmly: "Continue the attack. I will lead the troops to attack the Ailax Territory of the Jinzun Tribe!"

"..."

"Sir, I'm afraid our soldiers may not be enough."

"War!!! We must start a war!!!!"

The crazy Huntington Frederick led an army of 10,000 dwarves that night and launched a tragic and desperate attack on the Ailax Territory of the Jinzun Tribe!!!

In a crazy battle, corpses and blood kept flowing.

The defenders of Ailax of the Jinzun Tribe looked at the countless dwarf corpses under the city wall in shock!!!

"Madmen... They are a bunch of madmen!!"

The morale of the dwarf Jinzun clan plummeted!!!

They had essentially won the battle, and were even frantically killing the dwarves in front of them, but the Lord Austin Abel, the "Hand of the Dwarves", had a horrified expression...

"They... they were sending the dwarf soldiers to their deaths!!!"

"The terrible Canaanite lord is a human... We are killing our fellow dwarves."

"Attack!!!!"

"Attack!!!!"

Huntington pointed at all the dwarf troops crazily. A large number of dwarf infantry collapsed under his command, but he could accurately recite the name of each dwarf general...

"Blake, attack!"

"Famalar, attack!!"

"Madman... He is a complete madman..." That night, the bodies of three thousand dwarves were thrown under the city wall, and there was no human body among them.

All of them were dwarf corpses, piled up like hills outside the city wall of Ailaq.

The dwarves of the entire Jinzun tribe felt an absolute panic in their emotions.

It seemed that Huntington was defeated.

They defeated a round of surprise attacks at night, but there was no human among the corpses, all of them were dwarves... They sent the dwarves as a death squad, as a legion of dead, to attack the northern Jinzun tribe clan... And can the human race defeat "Red Hammer" Bo Duen?

The barrier that can directly collapse the dwarfs' northern fortress, now the entire territory of the dwarf Jinzun tribe is already in a state of panic, and before the terrorist offensive displayed by the human empire ends, they are extremely nervous, fearing that they will be the second target of occupation? ?

Just when they were doubting whether the human empire still had the ability to attack, or whether it was in a state of collapse and had to defend the city, Huntington launched an equal siege against all the nearby dwarves of the Jinzun tribe in the middle of the night. After leaving nearly 8,000 corpses...

The entire dwarf Jinzun tribe clan was in a state of panic...

"They... They are wantonly consuming the lives of dwarf soldiers."

"They deserve to die, they should all go to hell!!!"

"The human race still has power."

"They are testing our trump cards and strength..."

"Absolutely, We must not act rashly!!!"

"It's too scary, the human supervisory team is far away... Let the dwarf troops in front attack and die..."

"How could this happen? ? ? "

"They must be plotting something, definitely!! The North Fortress has fallen, we must defend the city walls... We must not give them a chance to raid... Conspiracy, there must be a major conspiracy."

The brutal rule of Huntington William Frederick II directly led to all the dwarf territories in the north choosing to disobey orders after receiving the order from Alvis Angert, the chief of the Jinzun tribe, to retake the territory of the North Fortress.

"Immediately capture and fight back the dwarf North Fortress, we need to counterattack immediately... We must not let them prepare any more!!!"

Alvis Angert, the chief of the Jinzun tribe, returned from the royal court and immediately issued an attack order to all nearby dwarf cities on the North Fortress.

However, what surprised him was.

All the lords under his command claimed that they had been attacked, and they were afraid that the follow-up troops of the Human Empire might launch terrifying reinforcements and raids against them, so they had to defend the city.

"What?? The Human Empire is still attacking us?"

"Is it a conspiracy of the Barto Empire?"

Alvis Anget fell into doubt... He could understand that a letter refused to attack... But when the second and third letters of being attacked appeared, he had to wonder if there was any conspiracy in it? Could it be that the Barto Empire wanted him to take the initiative to attack the northern fortress, and then further expand the results of the war? ? ?

The occupation was in full swing, and one wrong step led to another. He didn't dare to gamble. The northern fortress had collapsed. If the city was lost again, the rule of the Jinzun clan would be completely shaken.

In the dark night of blazing fire.

Huntington William Frederick II attacked all the surrounding dwarf territories that could be attacked overnight.

He stood in front of a dwarf castle domineeringly.

On the dwarf fortress, next to the catapult, a lord looked at him and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Retreat."

"Yes..."

The Potsdam Giant Grenadiers, as big as a hill, followed behind Huntington.

The rain poured down, washing away a large number of corpses.

The steel and armor were soaked by the rain.

Huntington trembled and said, "Marquis Wovenag..."

"Where are you?"

The rainstorm washed away the blood and corpses of the dwarves on the ground at first, and soon pieces of ice crystals fell. The hail continued to hit the ground, soaking Huntington's armor and skin.

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On the seventh day of the development of the Canaan Territory, heavy snow fell from the sky.

In the morning, Su Yue was shocked to see a lot of information on the lord's log...

"Fuck, what happened this night?"

"..."

When he woke up, there were only 4,000 people left in his dwarf army.

In the night, the high elves declared war on the Batto Empire.

"..."

Lord's log: "Because the high elf lord, Talon Jorge, was killed by you, the Krado High Elf Kingdom declared war on the human Batto Empire, the public order of the Canaan Territory -5, the relationship between the Batto Empire and the Canaan Territory -10, Henry's favorability towards you -5, the relationship with the Holy See -20, and the instability factor of the public order of the Batto Empire -7. Your legend in the high elves, the Batto Empire and the dwarf world +3."

"..."

Su Yue took a breath.

Lord's log: "Your Lord Malekith has successfully occupied the city of Qiwell and is assisting the city in setting up defenses."

In the Lord's log, a lot of outrageous information appeared in front of Su Yue, the Canaanite Lord.

He immediately felt that trouble was coming.

"Huntington, actually attacked the castle of the Dwarf Jinzun tribe across the board??"

"..."