The first brigade line reaching a little Deeper before halting at the primary merchant cities a great Distance away from them, watching it since key City suddenly flipping against the Empire would compile a reaction from the Vassel army or what little remains.
The second brigade Line arriving at cities and towns, though witnessing the First brigade but thinking nothing of it, this one moving several groups of people get out of their Car.
Speaking in a foreign Language before abruptly speaking in their language, "The Village mayor, would you show me who that currently is or shall we find them by force."
The people stare before quickly moving. Soldiers holstering their weapons after the villager Comply as the Captain sets up a table for the village leader.
The Captain sits down, an older man, the village chief. "unngh how may I help you?" The captain replies, "We've taken control of the nearby bastion fortress and would like to incorporate you into the jurisdiction of Vuiseon Gaegeles."
The man stare 'Do we even have a choice in this matter.' The captain close his eye "We'd like to incorporate you into the merchandise and jurisdiction of our kingdom under the trade Agreement."
The village chief's eye wide 'A small village like ours.' A sheet push over in both the language of the man and the primary dialect of the area, he looks over this "Don't take this as required for tribute. We do not incorporate this beyond a small tax fee built off standard income of the year."
The tax rate tenfold less than the Empire at 8% a year make though very little Taxes throughout the year, the kingdom not Needing much of anything they Stare.
"ar-are you sure this is correct." the Captain nods. "the taxation of Our government is minimal at best. We have all the industry. We could ever Need and even an excess keeping the poor below Poverty is only for this government Fearful of their own people, those unwilling to exert their power to make the Will of the people a Reality."
His words entirely true, the Mayor trembling, the other terms and conditions meaning they'll be free of the taxes of the empire, their Foul drafts to waste pointless Lifes in their wars, an Economy entirely built on the suffering in war.
The villager Staring "This is too good!" Other towns holding similar review not having much of an option in the matter but also the condition immeasurably Good.
The villager, After reading through the terms collectively and more precisely, nods. "These terms are much more advantages to us than they are to them, plus all we have to do is allow the construction of a military base nearby, something we've been needing for a while due to the ineffectiveness of the prior bastion Knights.
They nod. "Thank you very much for your cooperation. We'll be leaving 2 Platoon here to assist around the village and act as its defensive messure until we can get the materials required for construction."
The people nod. "No, No thank you for such a chance for success. We've been under their boot for so long!" they cheer. "This calls for celebration." They smile. "Would you like to join us, Fine Sir?"
The Captain replies, "I apologize, but we have many other Town to proceed with. Our squad will manage defense, and we apologize for any Inconveniences that might occur as our forces are very thinly scattered right now."
The third bridge launching only after a few Days to provide proper trade, other villages Similarly reacting to the tribute to their Lord, and that lord to the Empire as Tax.
The group manning their vehicles travelling off as the current group Start the discussion On matter and supply route development, the great tree that was Planted Rising from the desert as it started its rejuvenation of the land or a portion of the land,
The soldier number increases as Octavius opens his eyes, feeling the line Established, between himself and that great tree, the other ones including the one Where his water treatment is at the moment "that need some Expansion,"
He Smiles looking over the prior Schematic not meant to handle superior amounts of Water treatment, before he start adding expansion, having decided on module design even before its initial conception.
He starts his work, The brigade lines moving fast, currently at a sort of difficulty. If they charge this city, it will reveal the fact that the western front has fallen from similar force to Gate, causing an Uproar in more than one world.
The information of another force of Equal power to the JDSF, the weakest of forces in the Modern world capable of disrupting the world balance, as it would pistol to making other think another country has a gate.
That factor holding them briefly as they plan out the method before Deciding on waiting for additional forces, the second brigade reaching another set of villages as they map the entire Area around them.
Moving pieces as the bastion fortress are completely taken over, the people ushered like cattle into vehicles moving into the desert for particularly to the bastions, not the villages.
With more forces arriving as the immensity of Vuiseon rests in full display as artillery start to be sent out to set up howitzer cannons at grave distance from the facilities, another utility coming out in the mobile missile platforms back by temporary waygates.
To feed the missile platforms, these establish anti-wyvern Systems, Moving across the desert as roading and platforming is beginning gravel roads, Admiral Eurgustine taking his time in the buggy constantly getting sidetracked to hunt the dune worms "Garhahahaah!" He slams his blade down, splitting the Sandy dunes.
"HAHAHHA!" the Worm floating in the empty space shouts. "DIE!" A crashing fist shatter the sand further As the worm's tough exoskeleton face Nothing but destruction. "Garhhahahahaha!"
He Lands as the sands flood back into place, The body in the sky as it crash Against the ground. "I FINALLY FOUND YOU!" the gargantuan bewilderbeast, sundering icy Aura Emanating from her form, "Huh? What's up, Milcah!" She shift her form into a Much more befitting one, her soft feet landing against the ground,
Chilling the sand. "Ha! Lord Octavius sent me to stop you from blowing up half the continent." She scratch her long blue hair. "Ooh, really?" Milcah wearing Shades and a baseball cap.
Eurgustine slightly surprised by this insurmountable beauty. "I suppose so. What was his objective Aim?" Milcah responds, "He believe you unable to entirely focus on the affair of taking over the Empire,"
"Eurgustine place a hand to his side. "is that the case, huh?" Milcah nods. "he doesn't believe you incapable; he just believe somebody required directing you towards the target at hand.