Chapter 812
My Empire Chapter 812
2020-11-03
Chapter 812 814 Some people are happy and some people are sadOn the TV, the capital of the new puppet empire, Hezlia, on the highest magic tower , the red flag embroidered with white magic eyes on the side of the new puppet empire is being slowly lowered.
Because the new puppet empire is going to break with the puppet empire, the flag uses the opposite color of the original puppet empire's flag.
In other words, the flag of the puppet empire is the magic eye of the white flag red, and the new puppet empire uses the magic eye of the red flag white.
This flag, which had only been flying in Hezliya for more than half a year, has now been lowered again, to the tragic music of the new puppet empire.
The magicians of the new puppet empire who are ceremony lowering the flag, and the aborigines who do not know how to magic, but still love their country, watched the flag of their own country being lowered slowly, in their eyes. Sad tears were flowing.
They know in this brief moment that their country no longer exists. The hope that had existed for thousands of years, barely preserved from the last war, was thoroughly gone.
The Alanhill Empire reporters in the new puppet empire recorded the expressions of the natives with video cameras.
Some of them were crying, some were crying with their heads down, and some magicians were staring blankly at the falling flag, as if they were brewing their own grief.
At the moment when the tragic music ended, the flag of the new puppet empire disappeared at the top of the magic tower. Crystal tears finally flowed from the corners of these magicians' eyes, and their emotions were also in this brief The moment exploded.
"Woo..." A female magician hugged her sister beside her and cried unbridled. Beside her, a group of male magicians dared not look at the top of the magic tower.
Sure enough, the music of the Alanhill Empire began to play, and a huge, unimaginable black eagle flag rolled down with the wind at the top of the magic tower.
It rolled away little by little, almost blocking the entire body of the magic tower. On the flagpole at the top of the magic tower, it is exactly the same, but the much smaller black eagle flag is slowly rising with the music.
The flagpole background, a sky battleship next to another hovering in the blue sky. Seven F-14 Tomcat fighter jets, dragging colorful smoke, whistled across the sky of Hezliya.
This world is always so unfair. When some people are sad, some people are carnival and happy.
While the people of the new puppet empire were in mourning, while they were paying homage to their motherland in their hearts, the people of the Alanhill Empire rejoiced.
Their empire has grown again, and their great emperor Your Majesty has once again conquered their opponents. This kind of thing is certainly something to celebrate, so in front of the TV, almost everyone is toasting and chanting "Long live the Emperor Your Majesty."
Of course, it's still the same sentence, this world is so unfair, when some people are revelling and happy, naturally there are still some people who are sad and sad.
In a magnificent and magnificent castle of the Alanhill Empire, a rich man in hand-sewn clothes of gorgeous silk and satin impatiently turned off the huge TV on the wall in the living room and cut off the Picture of solemnly raising the flag ceremony.
He threw the remote control of the expensive LCD TV on the soft sofa beside him, and said dejectedly: "Okay, it's okay, the new puppet empire is already ours. !"
Yes, he didn't think it was something that he should be happy about. Another rich nobleman beside him nodded and said in almost the same tone: "Yes. Ah, the war has not broken out, but the benefits have already arrived, which is really a happy thing."
They are the victims of the new puppet empire's surrender without a fight. They and Like the sad aborigines of the new puppet empire, they are extremely sad at this moment.
A noblewoman shook the delicate gold jewelry on her wrist and said with a lovable smile: "This tone is so sour that I want to laugh. But I really can't laugh, because we We lost a lot of money, a sum big enough to make us happy for a long time!"
Her figure is well maintained, the jewelry on her wrist is also the latest style this year, and the prize money is also the best at the moment. A popular jewelry material - if it weren't for the wrinkles on her face that made her smile a little sickly, she'd be a pretty good woman.
There is no shortage of miracles in this world. There are people who can build a super empire before the age of 30, and there are people who can become the prime minister of a super empire before the age of 30.
But this world is more of a normal person who can save a family business only when he is a few decades old. There are many more, countless pitiful persons who have not been able to save a family business for several lifetimes.
The woman in front of her is considered good luck. After she became a nobleman, she had a big family, but she didn't get the inheritance from her father until she was almost 45 years old, and was qualified to sit here. in a room.
Hearing her words, a fatty on the other side muttered angrily: "Damn it! Why didn't you fight?"
"Indeed... you can only use It's hell to describe." An old noble nodded, as a brief summary of their conversation just now. Indeed, for them, this ending is really "the dog's day".
"No one wants to see this result. What we want is that war breaks out now, our army consumes hundreds of thousands of tons of artillery shells every day, and drops tens of thousands of bombs every day." He was the first to speak. The businessman in Chinese clothes continued to speak in a depressed manner.
The people sitting here are basically businessmen and nobles who made money from wars. They long for war more than victory!
Whether it is a defeat or a victory, they can earn countless gold coins, so they don't worry about defeat, they just regret that a war has disappeared.
An arms dealer, holding a cigarette between two carrot-like fingers, said proudly: "Hundreds of thousands of tons of bombs? As long as the war is not lost, millions of tons of artillery shells will make people happy! "
"Hahaha! That's right." Sure enough, a group of people nodded agreed with him, like a carnival.
At this time, a man ostentatiously asked, "I heard that the casualties on Demon Realm's side have been counted, more than 4,000 soldiers were killed, and more than 20,000 soldiers were wounded..."
>A rich man beside him heard Xianyin and knew Yayi, and quickly complimented: "This time you can make a fortune! Your pharmaceutical factory specializes in the production of bandages and hemostatic drugs."
After showing off After his "victory", the man hurriedly humbled himself, posing as if his income was insignificant: "How much money do I have? Wells, you produce real cannonballs, tens of thousands of tons of cannonballs every day. , your profit... but it is enviable.”””
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(end of this chapter)