Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Noah, do you have any suggestions on the location of the capital?"

"You are about to become the king, why can't you make your own decision? Always asking others?"

Noah looked at the old man in front of him and couldn't help but said helplessly,

"Don't you have your own ideas?"

"I want to set the capital in Elysium, but there are many voices of opposition!"

Teddel was also helpless. He had made a decision, but many people did not support his decision.

"It's not wrong to designate the city with the strongest family power as the capital of the kingdom. You can also use the special political status of the capital to further develop the city and improve the prosperity of the family.

But haven't you considered the geographical factors? The city of Elishim is too remote, on the edge of the civilized world of the East. You rule the East, most of the area that has been developed by all known civilizations.

You have to choose the capital in the core of civilization, which is conducive to ruling. Also, you must choose a place that the Augustus family has never set foot in, so that you can further expand your ruling scope and influence."

"We have influenced a lot of areas now, and no legend will disobey my orders now."

Hearing Noah mention the scope of rule again, Teddel had to reiterate.

"That's because you haven't violated their interests, so they are willing to obey your orders on seemingly unimportant matters.

But this is far from enough. You have to constantly consolidate and strengthen your authority. You have to become a real monarch, not the leader of a united country."

"It's already very good now."

Teddel felt a little headache. If he had no choice and it was unrealistic, he really wanted to throw the crown on his head to the dragon in front of him, so that he wouldn't keep making noises beside him.

"Think about your child. Do you think he will be satisfied with your current achievements? There are some things that you don't do. When you step down and he takes the throne, he will definitely do it. Now you put in more effort, and he can put in less effort in the future."

Noah said earnestly.

"I know. I will rebuild the city of Uther in the heart of the East!"

The new king and the golden dragon discussed and settled it. A city destined to prosper for a thousand years began to be built in the heart of the East civilization.

The location of this capital was not in the original United Kingdom. Because of the instigation of a certain holy dragon, the new king directly set the capital in the most controversial no-man's land in the East, which was the border of the three legendary principalities.

Similar areas are actually not uncommon. They are often buffer zones set up to reduce conflicts and wars between the two neighboring major forces.

Such areas are most likely to breed darkness and derive many gray industries. There is no need to expect public security. All kinds of people gather in one place. Let alone fugitives and serious criminals, these things are nothing here. Hell believers, devil followers, and even real evil demons can all be seen.

However, such areas, along with the establishment of the new kingdom, have all suffered a devastating blow. The holy dragon's enfeoffment of hundreds of dragons is a round of cleanup of these areas. The current location of the king's capital is even more of a devastating strangulation.

After the disaster of hell, there are too many demons left on this land. Although the holy dragon once led the army to carry out a round of cleanup, it is far from enough.

"From today on, this land will be the foundation of my future kingdom!"

The middle-aged man with slightly frosted temples walked on the sky with his hands behind his back. The whistling wind turned into a visible bridge of wind and mist, making him walk as if walking on flat ground.

Behind him, the three legends looked at each other, their faces not looking very good.

Although Teddel's status and evaluation in the Augustus family were not high, he was not as good as his parents, and compared with his son, he was also mediocre. Even his wife who was about to break through and become a legend seemed to be a few points behind him.

But he, who had merged four Titan blood essences, was simply invincible in the secular world. When hell invaded, he was the combat power of the coalition and the backbone.

At that time, there was also a holy warrior at the level of a near saint who could compete with him in combat power, but with the end of the disaster of hell, the near saint went to the south, many ancient dragons returned, and Cassius, who had returned for a short time, fell into hell again. Now Teddel has become the combat power ceiling of the East.

Not to mention that no legend dared to challenge Taidel alone, even if many legends came together, they would be afraid of Taidel.

Now Taidel has intervened in the three legends' forces. Either the three legends will force him away together, or Taidel will squeeze their forces and oppress their families.

Obviously, these three melee legends can't do the former, so they can only give in, but even if they give in, it doesn't mean the end.

Because once the capital is built, their original sphere of influence will be included in the royal capital area. This area is all affiliated with the royal power. If they don't want to be oppressed by the new king, the only choice is to move away, but how can they be willing to do this!

They can't fight and can't move away. The remaining choice seems to be only one-completely surrender to the Augustus family and become a vassal of the royal family!

Although this event of selecting a site for the capital did not cause much trouble, it changed Taidel's reputation. In the eyes of many legends, Taidel was a ruler with a tough temperament, but extremely gentle and very easy to get along with.

Because of this, many legends want to support Tedder as the new king and form a stronger national government that can withstand more external risks.

But they didn't expect that the Tydel they saw was just one side of him. This guy had many more faces. Many labels representing a tyrant, such as cold-bloodedness, meanness and unkindness, were all affixed to the new king.

But even so, a certain dragon felt that this guy was too weak and not strong enough.

"Look at these nobles. They dare not oppose you on the surface, but secretly they organize bards to fabricate false facts, criticize your policies, and slander your reputation!"

"I think what they said is not wrong. Now I am indeed transforming into a qualified tyrant. However, why not become a tyrant who can let more people live?"

Seeing the manic golden dragon beside him, Tedder, who was becoming more and more majestic as a king, was laughing.

"What kind of tyrant can you be if you are so indecisive?"

Noah couldn't help but sneer when he heard that the guy in front of him actually called himself a tyrant.

"Now you are the only one who thinks that I am not a tyrant. Do you want to come to my new king's capital to have a look? I am just carrying out the decrees you issued.

In the surrounding areas, everyone from the nobles above to the merchants and even commoners below were scorning and insulting me. The only ones who thanked me seemed to be the freed slaves. "

When he said this, there was no look of frustration on Tedder's face.

"No, only some slaves will thank me, and many slaves will think that I have caused them to lose shelter and food, and that I have made them homeless."

"It seems that your policies have not been fully implemented. Otherwise, the businessmen, civilians and slave class will only praise you. How could they complain about you?"

Noah knew the problem as soon as he heard it.

Some policies are only half implemented, which is really scolding, such as the slave labor law, which allows slaves to work in exchange for freedom.

But only slaves were allowed to be free, but they were not provided with jobs after they were freed. Food, clothing, housing, and transportation all became a problem to worry about. It would be strange if they didn't scold them.

"yes!"

"That's why I said you were indecisive. At this time, besides killing as a warning to others, do you have any other choice?"

"I came to you to solve the problem. Please bring over some of your dragon lords, preferably bronze dragons!"

"What do you want to do?"

"Show the iron blood a tyrant should have!"

Tedder smiled, but this smile appeared on the face of a king who was getting older. It did not appear kind, but made people shudder.

"Okay, I will notify all the bronze dragons under my command, but don't you want the other dragons?"

"When I hold the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China, I will invite them. There is no need for it now!"

Tedder politely refused and said that he had already seen on the battlefield how unreliable the copper and brass dragons of the Dragon Clan were.

As for the two dragons, the golden dragon and the silver dragon, these two dragons are reliable, but they are too few in number and have arrogant personalities, making it difficult to obey orders. They can exist as commanders rather than as higher-level units being commanded.

"What about Dragon Lord? Isn't that too little? What kind of support do you need? Do you need me to come over?"

"No, I can suppress the surrounding legends and ask you to bring in the bronze dragon. It just adds to the power. I have already invited many paladins. They are my main force in cleaning up the surrounding nobles."

"Let the paladin cleanse the nobles? Hiss~"

The golden dragon took a gentle breath and let the paladin go. Purging the nobles was tantamount to launching a massacre against the noble class in disguise.

This is not a question of killing one and leaving only one, but a question of how many nobles can survive.

According to the standard of judging good and evil by the paladin, apart from the aristocratic infants who have no human ability, how many serious nobles can pass?

"I'm impressed by you now!"

Noah had to admit that Tedder had indeed matured a lot, and even he would not make such a decision easily, because it was too extreme.

No wonder he was asked to second the bronze dragon instead of the gold and silver dragon, because only the bronze dragon would approve of this extreme cleaning method, and the gold and silver dragon might even stop it.

Then again, what have the nobles around the new royal capital done that would make Tedder solve them in such an extreme way?

What are these guys filling their heads with? Do they think that by forming an alliance and confronting Tedel, a legend who possesses the most powerful power and has enough legion to support him, can give in?

"You should have been impressed by me a long time ago."

"Look at what you're proud of."

"How are you doing with my offspring named Wayne?"

"You know this? Who told you?"

Noah was quite surprised.

"I am the real monarch, not a useless person. Why can't I know?"

Tedder said unhappily.

"So far it's pretty good."

Noah hesitated and answered.

"I don't have any expectations for this child. Just raise him up so that he can live a carefree and free life."

"It's a little difficult, I guess."

"What's the meaning?"

At this time, it was Tadel's turn to be stunned.

"His development direction is a bit beyond my expectations. He is not a guy who can keep to himself."

Noah saw that Teddel wanted to ask again, and directly blocked his mouth with one sentence,

"No need to ask. If you have time, come and see for yourself. After all, he is your direct descendant."

The strong smell of sulfur filled his nose. This smell that disgusted humans made Wayne very enjoyable. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Then, Wayne, who had a complete devil's body, looked up and looked forward. The towering and rugged peaks, like a sharp sword, pierced the dim sky. Among the mountains with treacherous terrain, there were corpses everywhere.

The towering body, shaped like a black goat, had countless poisonous snakes breeding in the black blood flowing from it, and there was a powerful existence like a fallen angel.

Even if it was far away, the outline of the seductive body could be seen. Unfortunately, there was no way to see her beauty because her head was gone and only half of her body was left.

In addition, there are broken wheels of flesh and blood, with only one head left, and a relatively intact super-giant cat monster, but compared with the corpse of a dragon that collapsed the mountains, these are nothing.

This is a battlefield, a battlefield left behind after a battle between beings comparable to gods. Wayne, who came here for the first time, would be frightened by every monster here.

But this battlefield, like the deepest nightmare, has always remained unchanged, making Wayne, who has entered here many times, gradually numb, but now he has calmed down. There is also the courage to look for new and strange monsters that have not been seen yet.

However, he only used his eyes to look for it. As for activities, he was unwilling to do so, because he was not the only living thing here. On the corpses of those powerful beings, even a drop of blood or a little meat could turn into an extremely ferocious monster.

Wayne has forgotten how many times he has been eaten, but no matter how many times he has been eaten, when he enters next time, he will have a more powerful and complete devil body than in reality.

"Why do I keep dreaming about this place?"

Although he was only two years old, Wayne, who already had a complete consciousness, had learned to think. He looked into the depths of the blood-misty mountains and could vaguely see a huge human figure.

He sat on the mountains, looking down at everything, and seemed to be looking at him.