From the perspective of utility, rationality, and self-interest, seizing slaves was the best solution to the population problem. However, Baiyi was a modern man who had been educated in the modern world, and he was not used to such a bloody and primitive method.
"Don't mind the insignificant details," the Archmage said. The Archmage seemed to have guessed what his student was thinking. "We can establish an equal, gentle, and democratic system of slavery!"
'Do you think this is ancient Greece? Aren't you reversing history? You won't have a good ending! ' Baiyi cursed.
"No matter what kind of manpower policy we adopt, we can always discuss it later. What we need to do now is to win this war and unify all the loose political groups in this world. That's the only way we can move forward," the Archmage said. "Alright, it's time to go!" The Archmage began to operate the dazzling array of buttons in front of him.
The marionette was currently at the outskirts of the city. A little further in the sky, the silhouettes of a dozen enemy ships could be seen. The war was on the verge of breaking out.
The natives around the marionette had been kneeling for a long time, and their legs were numb from kneeling. The enemy ships were getting closer and closer, but the marionette did not move. Even her single red eye had been extinguished.
"What's going on? Move, Tieao! Move, now! Why aren't you moving? "The Archmage exclaimed anxiously.
"Hey, isn't there a button over there?" Baiyi walked closer and pointed at the largest and most eye-catching button on the keyboard. It was labeled 'Self-discipline Combat.' "Didn't the Engineer prepare it for you?"
"Stop looking down on me! Do you think I'm someone who knows how to use self-discipline? " The Archmage retorted. "If I didn't fight in this war myself, it wouldn't be my conquest! I'd like to remove this button right now! "
'Why are you so stubborn? It's obvious that you're not as good as self-discipline! Don't you know how good your control is? '
"Remember this, my student. This is my last moment. War is not only a battle against the enemy, but it is also a battle against myself! My whole life is a struggle against myself! " The Archmage continued to speak righteously, ignoring the fact that the enemy ships were already closing in on him.
'Don't be so stubborn at a time like this! Your so-called resistance is nothing more than a refusal to admit your gaming talent! Why did he have to make it sound so grand? Also, the enemy is almost riding on your face. The believers behind you are in a mess. Hurry up and do something!
However, just as the natives were panicking, a figure suddenly stepped forward and shouted, "Calm down! Everyone calm down! Lord God is just testing us! If we can't even deal with such a small matter, what qualifications do we have to follow His Highness into the beautiful and holy Divine Realm?! "
Upon a closer look, it was the young man, Lar, who was the first to surrender. He was now holding a gun that looked like a double-pronged fork and was trying his best to maintain order. He continued to shout, "We have already received weapons from His Majesty. If we can't even resist the enemy's probing attack, what right do we have to beg for His Majesty's protection?"
As he spoke, a group of young men holding brown basses suddenly appeared behind him. Every one of them looked full of vigor, a stark contrast to the other natives. Their faces shone with confidence and fanaticism, and their eyes were filled with disdain and contempt as they looked at the enemy.
"If you want glory, if you want to be acknowledged by His Majesty, then follow me to kill the enemy!" Lar raised the gun in his hand that looked different from the others, turned around, and jumped onto a nearby airship. He then led the group of young men into the air to face the enemy.
Speaking of which, what had the old fool done in just half a month? Was he already able to gather a group of fanatics? Also, what is the legendary Divine Realm? A new world that was still in the process of being created? That was a place that had just evolved into oceans and continents. Although some plant seeds and microorganisms had been planted there, it had yet to evolve into an ecosystem. It was basically a barren land that was not much better than this place!
"This kid is a good guy. Are you just going to watch him die?" Baiyi asked the Archmage, who was still working hard on the controls. He moved the remote in his hand, and the image of the enemy's fleet appeared in front of the Archmage. At that moment, more than two hundred airships had risen from the enemy's fleet, forming a dark cloud that was surging towards them. Baiyi's fleet, on the other hand, only had thirty or so airships. The difference in numbers was so great that equipment could not make up for it.
"Hey, this is a city, right? Is that all the defense it has? "Baiyi asked.
"Ahem, ahem. This is a commercial and transit city, so it's true that its defense is lacking. But that's okay. Just wait for my Teo to move, and we'll kill them all!" The Archmage explained.
It was not until a long time later that Baiyi finally understood the whole story behind it. In fact, the floating city named Booty Bay originally had a very strong defense system and a complete set of defense systems. Because of its neutral position, it would receive reinforcements and assistance from other ships passing by. Basically, it could be considered as an impregnable fortress.
However, when the Archmage took over the city, more than half of the city's defenses were destroyed, and its defense system was uprooted. His goal of conquering the entire world had offended all of his allies, which was why the current situation was so awkward.
Despite the many people kneeling behind him, most of them had succumbed to the overwhelming might of the enemy. Once the enemy's might was gone, the situation would become ugly.
At that moment, Lar's knights had already engaged the enemy. With the support of the enemy's weapons, they had the upper hand in terms of firepower and range. However, this was not enough to make up for their disadvantage in numbers. When the enemy finally closed in, the situation descended into chaos. A few of their own airships had already been shot down.
"That's why it's important to have these people on our side. Don't be so stubborn at times like this!" Seeing that the battle was not going well, and the Archmage could not afford to lose face, Baiyi decided to take matters into his own hands. He squeezed his way to the front of the cockpit and pressed his left elbow against the Archmage's chin, preventing him from struggling. Then, he pressed the 'Self-Discipline Combat' button with his right hand.
The eyes of the five marionettes, which had been silent for a long time, lit up, and they slowly rose into the air, charging towards the battlefield.
At that moment, Lar's situation had reached a critical point. Although the spear that the Archmage had personally gifted to him had an absolute advantage in terms of range and power, it was still just a weapon. Soon, the Archmage's spear caught the attention of the others, and he became the target of many people's attacks. Fortunately, the Archmage's uncle, who had been training his skills for so many years, was able to hold on for a while longer. However, he was now in danger of being shot down at any moment.
"No! I can't! I can't hold on any longer! " Lar's uncle said in a panic. The magic-guided engine of the airship had been overloaded for a long time, and it was on the verge of collapsing. Wisps of green smoke were coming out of the airship, and it was about to collapse. However, Lar was still affected by the fervor of the battle, and he was still in a state of excitement. He shouted, "Fight! Fight! For the Lord God! "
One of the enemy's knights had already seen through their predicament. He steered the airship towards them from behind, and he unsheathed a scimitar from his waist. All they had to do now was to dive down, and they would be able to cut off Lar's head from behind and snatch his new weapon.
In his excitement, Lar did not notice the danger that had crept up behind him. He continued to aim his spear at the enemy, fighting with all his might.
Finally, the enemy's sure-kill attack came from behind. Lar only turned around after hearing the whistling wind, but he could only see a snow-white blade slashing at his neck. He could even feel the bone-chilling coldness of the blade on his skin.
However, just when he had resigned himself to his fate and was not about to resist, the snow-white light that was about to cut off his head suddenly burned, and instantly turned into a cloud of black ash that covered his face.
"Cough, cough, cough … this … this …" Lar's face was covered in black ash, and he could not open one eye. He choked a lot of it. As he coughed, he opened his other eye and saw that the enemy's airships were falling in batches. The battlefield that was in chaos just now was now only left with a series of burning falling fireballs, like a salute of victory.
He could vaguely see a golden iron ball that looked like a sea urchin, covered with cannons, whizzing past him. The giant airships in the distance were like frightened birds, frantically turning around in an attempt to escape.
After many, many years, when Lar, who was so old that he could not move, was interviewed by the media, he still burst into tears when he mentioned this scene. He choked and said, "At that moment, I only saw tomorrow and the future. It was our race walking towards a new life, and not the beginning of slavery that you unscrupulous reporters spoke of. What human rights? What freedom and equality? All bullsh * t! "
In short, this battle that was greatly exaggerated by later generations of historians and was praised as the one that laid the foundation of the world was actually not as magnificent as what was recorded in the history books of later generations. The concept and starting point of the battle were not as great and righteous as it was whitewashed by later generations. There was no test ceremony or song of praise for courage. This was all a misunderstanding created by a certain old fool's momentary stubbornness.
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