Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

When the Northern People’s Commune of Copenhagen was established, the Northern countries collectively fell into a deathly silence—too fast, the Revolutionary Army took the capital in a single day, completely erasing the entire Noble ecological system from this land. When the situation in the Western Province and the Southern Province was already settled, the resistance from the small, barren city ecological rings in the North became insignificant—even to the point where it was questionable if the Nobles in these small cities could escape this nation at all. Perhaps taking a ship would be a good idea, but after the National Fleet of the Northern Kingdom ultimately chose to rise in rebellion, it became impossible.

And in the Eastern Province... the Northern Province once had the concept of the Eastern Province, but now it possessed only a tiny amount of land, a few cats, and they have probably long been hanged at the city gates by the City Guard who have chosen to rebel.

Having taken over the city, Malin had Link and Jon responsible for reassuring the civilians within the city, repressing those restless big Merchants and the so-called black market magnates—the former, regardless of time or place, always like to profit from national calamities, and the latter, well, if people don’t do, they won’t die, but they usually like to present themselves as ostentatiously obnoxious in front of everyone.

Then he, together with Carter Robinson and Stein Mansenheim, led the army southward—the few small countries in the South were reportedly frantically attempting to unite to sweep away the audacious serfs and mud legs of the North—they apparently did not realize that Malin had already arrived.

Meanwhile, Malin had already arranged for the transportation fleet heading North to be escorted by the elves’ assault fleet. Upon seeing Malin for the first time, the ambassador declared that whatever concerned Malin was also a matter of the elves, while mocking the miserably solemn Dwarves—look, those small punts of the Dwarves simply weren’t qualified to escort Malin’s large ship fleet.

However, the Great Craftsman of the Dwarves immediately rallied a few clans of Northern Dwarves, joining in on Malin’s southward march, bringing with them their prized cannons.

Malin had seen them, all bronze antiques, though he intended to have them pack these antiques away, yet considering the feelings of the Dwarves, Malin could only take them along.

Then Malin’s army encountered the coalition forces at the southern border.

Seeing the opposite phalanx, still with smoothbore guns and horse-drawn small bronze cannons, Malin was at a loss for words.

And Carter Robinson claimed that just deploying his division would be enough to thoroughly sweep those antiques into the dustbin of history.