Chapter 1922: Perpetual Crazy Empire (7)

"So, boy, let's tell you the information about the empire. You come from a small village. Maybe you don't know the relevant knowledge and what the purpose of our'night attack' is." Na Jiexi said solemnly. To say.
Should such a serious matter be said at the dinner table?
Also put down the meat on your hands when you are talking!
Tazmi looked at the huge round dining table and the big meal based on roasted dragon meat placed on it, as well as the assassins eating around the table, speechless for a while.
Well,
In other words, is it really the dragon meat of the super dangerous species "East Sea Yunlong"?
Do you want to taste a little too?
The stronghold of the night raid is called "The Hall of Lawlessness". Although it sounds a bit weird, it feels very suitable. It is lawless to carry out assassination in the imperial capital. It is lawless to build a stronghold in the north of the city. Even the ability to kill super dangerous species is quite lawless. .
A self-taught swordsman who came out of a small village like himself could only chop off dangerous goods like the first class.
Have this ability to directly kill your enemy "Ministers"?
Tazmi took a bite of dragon meat.
It's so fragrant.
"Perhaps you are thinking, why do you still sneak in if you can chop Donghai Yunlong for cooking?" Najiexitan said while looking at Tazmi.
"...Yes." Tazmi nodded.
"Because we are only assassins and do not have the ability to govern the country," Najieshitan said, "We can only build an advantage for the rebels against the empire by cutting off the ministers' party members, and finally they will replace the empire."
"I seem to have heard of their existence, but if the ministers were killed directly, wouldn't the rebels win more easily?" Tazmi replied.
"Now that the empire can maintain its rule, it is entirely dependent on the high pressure of the ministers and generals. If they die suddenly, the princes of the 13 provinces of the empire will not surrender to the rebels, but will support soldiers. Self-respect, all deliberately want to be the next'Minister', in that case..." Najiexitan paused and motioned for Tazmi to continue.
"Well... Although the village tax is heavy now, it is only once. If the provinces fight each other, they may levy taxes on the same village repeatedly, or even looting villages that do not belong to their own territory?" Tazmi felt that he understood. "You are good people to avoid the suffering of the people!"
"Puff!" "Cough cough cough!" "Ahahaha—"
"Too naive, Tazmi," Leonai shook his head, looking at him and said in a deep voice, "No matter how valid the reason is, killing is killing. The relatives and friends of the deceased will not care about your reasons, they will just think Do everything possible to carry out revenge. If this kind of revenge is not completed, it may even be inherited, and continue in the next generation. Understand the reason to fight and create a new cycle of hatred, until one of them can no longer get revenge."
"Yeah..." Tazmi could only nod his head, and the vitality sister suddenly became serious, and the pressure was still very strong.
"So, it is basically impossible for us people to die well," Leonie scratched his hair: "Just don't die before the empire is overthrown."
"..." Tazmi didn't know how to answer for a while, did she forget that he was also one of them at this time?
"Don't worry." At this moment, he heard Chitong's voice: "[I won't let you die]."
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"Ah, where did we just talk?" As the atmosphere became serious, and after the night raiders had a quiet meal for a while, Najie Xitan spoke again: "Why can't you directly kill the minister?"
"Yes, you said that after the minister's death, thirteen provincial capitals held their own troops and seized each other." Tazmi nodded.
"If there are no other factors, it's not impossible for those careerists to consume each other, but the problem lies in this'if'," Najie Xitan knocked on the table: "Hill?"
"Yeah." Hill stood up elegantly and quietly even after eating meat, and pressed the button on the wall behind him, and then a giant map of the entire empire hung from the wall.
…Are you used to meeting in the restaurant?
"What did you see? Tazmi?" Najiexi pointed at the map.
"Uh, map of the empire that divides thirteen provinces?" Tazmi didn't quite understand the meaning of this question.
"Hill." Na Jie Xitan snapped her fingers.
Hill silently adjusted the button next to the map. It was originally outside the border of the empire, and the part that Tazmi thought was meaningless filling became highlighted.
"This is the barbarians around the empire," Najiexitan drew a circle on the map with her finger: "They are composed of multiple tribes and have no fixed power and territory. We just divide them roughly according to their locations. For'Dongyi','Xi Rong','Nanman' and'Bei Di', they always want to enter the hinterland of the empire and looting, if you have a hard time understanding their threat... For example, the empire General Esdese once killed 400,000 of them after defeating Beidi in order to deter, but by the second year, they were still able to invade northern Xinjiang with the same number of troops."
"Because they are not of the same tribe? But 400,000 people have already been killed, but they don't care?" Tazmi's eyes widened, as if seeing the endless flames of war and corpses in the mountains and plains in the north of the map.
"Because of the poor living conditions, the territories where the barbarians live simply cannot feed so many people. Every year, many people [die] because of [famine] or [plague]. If that is the case, it is better to launch [war] against the empire. At least I can grab enough things for the winter." Ma Yin put down the cutlery in his hand, and started with feeling.
"Huh? Do you have barbarian blood?" Tazmi looked at her hair color: "Well, it's really not like an imperial person."
"When I was a kid... Uhhhhhhhh!?"
Ma Yin seemed to be ready to say something, but the passing red pupil crossed a large piece of meat and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
"Don't disturb the boss in class." Chitong ignored Ma Yin's stare at her, and put her arm around her shoulders and forcibly took her away.
Tazmi watched them leave, thoughtfully.
She doesn't want others to know about Mayin's past? But Mayin said it indifferently, did it prove that it didn't matter?
"Well, cough, anyway," Najiexitan cleared her throat: "If the empire falls apart, then there will be no possibility of confronting these barbarians. Although today's empire is corrupted under the control of ministers, it can still maintain a capital like the imperial capital. In such a prosperous capital, ordinary people can at least survive despite their hardships. Once they are invaded by barbarians from all directions, not only will the entire empire be turned into ruins, but whether people can still be called people is open to question. Therefore, the rebel army will be in Occupy and control all other provinces, and ensure that the barbarians can be isolated from the border before coming to attack the imperial capital."
"...Understood." Tazmi nodded slowly.
"In addition, although we call ourselves a killer group, we are similar in function to the Adventurer's Guild, except that we can accept commissions that they cannot accept and dare not accept," Nagesitan hung on Tazmi's neck, symbolizing The identity card of "Dark Iron Adventurer": "After the empire is overthrown and the Adventurer Guild resumes its functions, your adventurer level will also increase according to the number of commissions completed here. When you return to your hometown, It can be said with pride,'I am the creator of a new country'."
"I understand." Tazmi touched the sign.
If you stay in the imperial capital, the "adventurer's guild" whose functions have been reduced can hardly display its ambitions. In a night attack, in addition to working a little more dangerously, it can also achieve its goals when leaving the village.
"Then, it's time to accept your first commission," Najiexitan stood up, walked to the window and looked out: "Protect a village that is about to be attacked by bandits and cannot protect herself."
"Really? How long will it take to be attacked?" Tazmi asked quickly after eating his share of food quickly.
Najiexitan stretched out three fingers.
"Three days? Three hours?"
She put away one, and then put away another.
"Enemy attack! Intruder found!" The voice of a handyman or logistician came from outside the window.
…You really know how to play.