God’s Game I Am the Great Will of the Planet

In 1434, there was a conflict between Boris' thugs' guild and the poor gang. The result of the conflict was that the poor gang was annexed by the thugs' guild, and I, the son of the guild's president and a senior leader, fled in embarrassment after the fight failed. It was only after nine deaths that he found a chance, but he was caught by the nobles as hard labor.

Yes, the team I am in is not a real soldier, but a labor camp that carries weapons and digs ditches for the soldiers, not to mention that I can't receive military pay except for the management of meals, and I am the only foreigner. , was often bullied by the slave laborers who accompanied me.

At the beginning, when I was young, I was still very hot-tempered. When I found out that this group of scumbags who were weaker than me dared to provoke me, I immediately fought back resolutely. But they can totally fight in groups. After being beaten a few times by the group, I gritted my teeth and endured it, and my temper was not as hot as it was at the beginning.

Although my temper is no longer hot, but because I am strong and strong, they at most insult me ​​verbally and occasionally bully me, and they dare not bully him like another outsider. That emaciated other foreigner, because he was targeted by a group, was killed before he even got to the front line.

After a series of unbearably depressing journeys, I finally arrived at the front, on the land of the Tamron Colony, the first time I left Bourbon Island after my birth.

In this unfamiliar land, under the condition of lack of clothing and food, we, the hard labor camp, endured the random whipping and scolding of the supervisors, and began to dig ditches and build various military defense measures.

At first someone didn't understand why the trenches were being dug, since the war with the Diaspora had ended a few years ago? But the officers thought it was unnecessary to explain the measures of the Assembly Palace to us lowly slaves, we just needed to know that it was in the service of the Assembly Palace and it was our "honor".

Who wants such glory! If it weren't for a group of overseers watching, do you believe that our group of slaves would run away in minutes?

Going back to the work of hard labor, digging ditches was very difficult, without any military pay, and the necessary clothing and food were very little.

We hard laborers often collapse a large area in summer because of the high temperature, and another large area in winter because of the cold. After digging for less than a year, even a strong man like me was tortured to death, and the body began to She lost weight sharply and became pale and skinny.

I feel like if I dig like this for a few more years, I might really die.

If my life goes on like this, maybe my final outcome will be to fall on an unknown piece of land in Tenglong Continent, and then be thrown into the rubble like garbage. No one remembers my name. After a hundred years, I will Its existence is completely forgotten by this world.

However, a turning point in my life took place in the second year of my arrival in Tenglong Continent, and this turning point allowed me to leave a record in the history books.

I remember that day, when I and two other slave laborers were sent out to chop wood, we found a nobleman bitten by a monster on the mountain. The nobleman asked us for help, but the two slave laborers who were traveling with me muttered.

"Do you remember Old John? He saved a nobleman, but was hanged by the nobleman because he saw the aristocrat's embarrassed appearance."

"Yeah, the nobles are all white-eyed wolves. Seeing how badly this guy was injured, if he was killed here, it would be said that he died of serious injuries, and no one knows. Besides, I am the bad guy of that **** noble in my family. The person who came to be a hard laborer is just venting on this seriously injured nobleman, so this is an opportunity not to be missed.”

Having said that, they swept the noble ornaments on the nobles with malicious eyes, made the nobles hairy, and began to pray for them to take them away, claiming that they would give them heavy rewards.

"Hey, Outlander Luer, I'm right, we'll equalize what we robbed," he said as he turned around and asked for my opinion, as if he was about to reach a compromise, just when a hard laborer turned his head, My fist was already in front of his face, knocking him off with one punch.

Kill this noble to steal money? You are crazy, I am not crazy, this is not my hometown, we are hard labor without military pay, who can sell the valuables we rob? Besides, you two bullied me a lot on the boat, I don't believe that you won't kill me in the future!

Although I haven’t been able to eat enough and clothe myself this year, and my strength has declined seriously, I said that I have the foundation of a gang member, and I’m at the top of the poor. It’s still possible to single out this group of serfs, not to mention that I have already solved it by sneak attack. Drop one, and I'm not afraid of leaving one one-on-one.

As for the commoner who killed the nobleman to save his life when he was seen looking annoyed and humiliated? It's not that I haven't heard of this situation, but how can my situation be better now? It's better to gamble that the nobleman's character can be trusted.

In the end, I won the bet, this is a noble with relatively noble character. When I killed two slave laborers and rescued the nobleman back to the camp, I got the nobleman's gratitude. He talked to the officer, and the officer gave me a big stroke and promoted me from slave labor to conscripted soldier level.

Recruited soldiers, although not as good as regular soldiers, can already receive salaries, and they are not like hard labor who can only get hard-to-suffer food as the only reward.

My first three months as a conscript were uneventful, as the peace treaty with the Diaspora was signed three years ago.

But three months later, my battalion was transferred to the indoctrination area and began a series of skirmishes on the border with Myshika.

When serving in the indoctrination area, it is very comfortable to leave the front line, because the Merami people here are extremely cowardly, although I am only a conscripted soldier, and I am a scumbag in Boris, but in the indoctrination area, every Mailami is very weak. People are friendly to me, and even the nobles of the Merami people do not want to conflict with me for no reason.

For those cowardly Mylamys, my other comrades chose to sleep with the beautiful women in Mylamy for free, and I chose to go to a cultured person in Mylamy for free lessons.

Because I believe that only education and culture can make me go further. I had no chance before, and here I must seize the opportunity and absorb knowledge hungry.

The fighting in the Mailami Peninsula honed my skills and made me quickly change from a local ruffian to a full-fledged soldier; taking a class at the Mailami School allowed me to complete some of my knowledge, at least no longer. I am completely illiterate, and now I am only in my early twenties, and I am in the golden stage of life, when I am the most prosperous.

When I served in the Merami Peninsula until 1437, because of the rebellion against the Assembly Palace in the southern area, the unit I was in was pulled from the peninsula by the Assembly Palace and returned to the southern area to suppress it first. The rebels held back the rebels before they arrived, so after 3 years, I returned to Bourbon Island again.

Since we are only a diversionary force, in other words a decoy to hold the enemy back, we are the ones to be abandoned.

We fought two battles with the rebels. Because of the inferior numbers, the whole army was beaten to pieces in the first battle. In the second battle, the whole army was defeated and lost its establishment. Only me and more than a dozen other survivors survived. Soldiers, flee with the last officer.

Like headless flies, we fled in the old waterway for a month and heard the news of the arrival of the main force to suppress the rebellion, so under the leadership of the officers, we reconciled with the main force and began to quell the rebellion in the southern region.

The rebellion in the southern district lasted only one year, that is, in 1438, we put down the rebellion, after that, in the assignment, my troops were assigned to the southern district (at this time the Assembly Palace no longer believed in the southern district).

In addition, in 1938, we heard a very painful order that the Palace of the General Assembly was about to start disarmament, namely the "Second Financial Decree of King Lure VIII".

Regarding this financial order, although it is very clear on the bulletin board, the actual operation is varied. As far as our disarmament method is concerned, we have retained the officers with high military pay but hard backstage, as well as the task of low military pay. Heavy conscription soldiers, cut off those regular soldiers, and then change the names of us conscript soldiers to conscript soldiers.

The nobles played a variety of word games again. What they said and what they did are completely different from what they said and what they did. The UU reading www.uukanshu.com made us not understand what the **** this financial order was. , but I still understand what happened to us. Our name has become an official soldier, but our treatment has not changed. Then I heard that the nobles are very full.

After this financial order, my camp was stationed in the southern region for 3 years, during which time war broke out on Tenglong Continent, but my camp was not removed, and was still stationed there, because there were still some unwilling people. Insurgents are rioting everywhere, and occasionally we have to quell the remnants of the rebels.

So in 1441, there was a shocking news from Boris. There was a military coup in Bourbon that had not happened for more than 600 years, and it actually succeeded! Immediately after, another shocking news came that the previous governor was actually executed.

In this dizzying amount of big news, we were so shocked that we were almost speechless, but the officer in our battalion was very happy. According to the grapevine, he and Andre III had a good relationship. After a while, He received the order to fall back to Boris.

Before returning to Boris, the officer asked us at the camp who we were from Boris, and I raised our hands with a few others, so the officer took us and his cronies back to Boris.

So after seven years, I went back to Boris again. At first, I was a little apprehensive, for fear that my enemies would recognize me, but then I felt relieved. Seven years have passed, and many important things have happened during this period. Now who still remembers a little boy in a small gang? What about the little boss? Even my father-killer has forgotten my face.

After returning to Boris, after some personnel adjustments, I was transferred to the security forces, serving under a man also named Luer.

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