Chapter 293: Noxus Cannot Be Stopped
He understood, he understood everything.
Why was he not arrested despite saying such things in the throne room? Why did Darkwill look the same as before, but he still felt something was wrong?
Although Noxus had obtained a large number of colonies and spoils of war, he still felt that something was wrong.
Because they didn't start a new war!
Every time, after every victory of Noxus, a large number of civilians will join the army. This is an inevitable fact determined by their system.
These people yearn for Noxus' belief that the capable are supreme, and hope that military merit can turn their hometown into the real Noxus, so that they can enjoy the glory and benefits of being Noxians.
It is precisely because of this that Noxus was able to dominate the continent.
But resources are limited.
The nobles want it.
The officers want it.
Soldiers want it.
Ordinary people want it.
But the limited supplies certainly cannot meet the demand.
So what should we do?
Noxus has its own way.
However, the new adherents, under the command of officers and soldiers who were already confirmed to be Noxians, attacked other city-states and kingdoms.
Everything will be fine if we conquer it, and we can get new resources and new subordinates.
If the enemy fails to conquer the city, there will be heavy losses and most people will be killed. The commander and his family will also be punished, which will save some resources.
But, but Shurima is different!
The Noxian Empire obtained a large amount of gold and colonies here, as well as the civilians who had nothing but yearned for the wealth and welfare of Noxus.
Admittedly, this is a huge supplement to the empire's national strength, but it is also because of this that the empire must wage a war immediately!
Because there is not enough food!
A place where these newly dependent city-states and Shurimans can flourish! Or let them die!
And it is necessary and immediately!
Swain quickly flipped through the map and population book of Shurima. The more he looked, the more sweat appeared on his forehead.
Because there are too many.
There is almost no arable land, and the only rainforest worth developing will take at least ten years to develop. However, there are countless Shurimans willing to join the army, and each of them wants to come to Noxus and the relatively fertile land.
The desert people's desire for normal land has exceeded his expectations!
He was not in charge of these matters before, he was only responsible for the war, so he didn't care much about them.
Because he believed in Darkwill, he believed in his lord.
And his lord did a good job too, choosing an excellent opponent for Noxus.
Ionia.
As long as the war breaks out, Ionia's supplies and land will be able to nourish the empire's emerging officers and nobles.
The Noxian army, which has become somewhat bloated, can also be .
In this way, if Ionia gets caught in a tug-of-war, it will undoubtedly be dragged down, and the Ionians will perish together with the Shurima who are eager to prove themselves, and the people of other newly dependent city-states.
Those who remain will only be elites, and the land of Ionia will become a solid foundation for the empire to move towards unification.
By that time, unifying the world will not be just a fantasy!
This is strategically perfect!
but……
but……
But the war with Ionia has been stopped!
Stopped by His Majesty !
Swain covered his head in pain.
Because his lord did the most impossible thing: tried to stop the chariot, even for just a moment.
In other countries, for an emperor like my master, doing similar things would be difficult, but it would not be a big problem.
But not in Noxus.
Noxus' creed of superlatives and promotion rules dictate that this chariot will never stop before conquering everyone!
It can become damaged, old, constantly renovated, or even slowly turn around.
But as long as the driver tries to use his prestige and ability to stop him, even for a moment, the driver will be smashed to pieces.
Without exception.
There have been times in history when Noxian monarchs wanted to stop Noxus for a while, but without exception.
These people are dead.
"No, I must remind my king...my majesty..."
Swain's steps stumbled, horrified at what he had neglected.
The barrier that His Majesty the King needs, which can completely protect him, is impossible to build. The Pale Lady is right. Even if the barrier is very solid, Darkwill will not fully trust it now.
But if he didn't fully believe it, he wouldn't be able to remove the worries in his heart, and he would always be afraid that the Ionian named Li Ke would teleport over again and stab him with a sword.
He was even more afraid that those who wanted his crown would assassinate him within the barrier.
Therefore, he could not feel at ease unless Li Ke died, or the person hiding in the dark who wanted him dead was brought to justice!
There is some hope for the former, but the latter...
Swain despaired of this.
Because it’s impossible to kill them all.
If we randomly kill half of the dignitaries in the court, half of the remaining half will definitely want to kill Darkwill and take that position themselves. How can we kill all of them?
This is also determined by the creed of Noxus. The Noxian monarchs of all generations have always been those who are capable...
He ran in panic, but could not see a glimmer of hope.
But he still ran, holding on to the last straw.
Darkwill is wise and brave, he will definitely listen to his advice!
Swain pushed the door open and saw Darkwill, who was angry, and some of his favorites who were fawning on him. He didn't have time to think too much, and he spoke immediately.
Because time is running out and Darkwill doesn’t even know what’s happening in front of his own door, he must give advice immediately!
"Your Majesty! You must start the war with Ionia immediately! Otherwise, the newly promoted officers will not be able to maintain their own armies! They have rich backgrounds and enough territories to support their private armies, so..."
But before he could finish his words, Darkwill angrily threw a wine glass at his face. The heavy golden wine glass hit Swain's forehead hard, knocking him to the ground.
Because before Swain, dozens of ministers had hinted to him that they needed to go to war with Ionia, and he should not be so timid.
After all, the empire doesn’t have enough food, and if we delay any further, something bad will happen.
But he had his own considerations, so when Swain rushed in, he was extremely angry and impatient.
"Shut up! Swain, you are too presumptuous! Do you want to kill me?! Someone, send him back!"
Seeing Swain lying on the ground, Darkwill was also shocked, but he still wanted to give some dignity to his men and himself, so he directly called the guards and wanted them to send Swain back to recuperate.
Blood oozes from Swain's forehead. He feels dizzy and unable to even see his lord clearly, let alone struggle to stand up. He can only allow himself to be carried away.
All he knew was that he heard a shout just as he was being carried out.
"The Ionian assassin is here again!!"
