860. Chapter 860, The Irresistible Conqueror (Part 2)


Chapter 41, The Irresistible Conqueror (Part 2)

When the entire city of Italica was trembling under the shock of the floating fleet, the 30,000 demi-human refugees gathered outside the city unexpectedly broke out into a huge commotion. Especially when the alien ground troops, more than a hundred off-road pickup trucks, jeeps and wheeled infantry fighting vehicles, rumbled towards the city of Italica along Appia Avenue, the demihuman refugees outside the city Panic has reached its highest peak. Many people were dragging their few luggage and running wildly, trying to escape the coming war. Some people were sitting on the ground and crying, they were so frightened that they didn't know what to do.

However, the mood of these demihuman refugees gradually calmed down. To a large extent, this is due to the group of leading parties gathered in the Arnus Hills before - "Paladin" Levi, who was responsible for leading the ground troops, was gathered from the Arnus Hills Refugee Camp. Among the indigenous residents of various races, more than a hundred smarter guides were selected to follow the car and act as a communication medium to appease the emotions of these refugees: even the same words were heard from the mouths of unfamiliar aliens and familiar natives. When I say it, the persuasiveness is completely different the first time.

Sure enough, when these indigenous guides, who had everything from orcs to humans to elves, got off the off-road pickup trucks and jeeps, the originally extremely panicked demihuman refugees couldn't help but be stunned. Next, the leading parties directly launched a "food offensive"...

"...Ahem, don't be afraid, everyone, these military men from another world are good people! They will never kill innocent people indiscriminately..."

"...Don't worry, as long as you obey me, no one will be harmed. The officers and gentlemen still have something to give you..."

"...Uncles and aunties, come here and line up. There are free bread and dried fish for you to eat! It's delicious!"

"... Meow meow! These foods are given to you by the masters from another world. Eat them with gratitude, meow! Come on, go to the back and queue up, meow! If you don't follow the rules, you won't be able to eat! Meow meow!" That birdie over there! Each person only has one loaf of bread. If you don’t eat too much, take advantage of it!”

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Since ancient times, gifting food or treating guests to meals has been a common way for different ethnic groups to express goodwill to each other.

For example, when the ancient American Indians first met the Spanish explorers, or the Pacific Islanders first met the sailors of the British exploration ships, the reaction to the first contact was usually to give some food. In ancient China, the rich liked to open flowing banquets to invite their neighbors to eat and drink for free, as well as more high-end and high-end state banquets, welcome banquets, etc. In fact, the same principle is almost the same - you can see a few cat-eared girls jumping around. He jumped off the "Steel Monster" (an off-road pickup truck), brought out baskets of bread and dried fish, placed them on straw mats spread out on the ground, and invited everyone to share them. The demihuman refugees, who had been half-starved and half-full after drinking the relief porridge for two or three months, couldn't help but swallow their saliva wildly and were very moved.

——Any demi-human refugee who is willing to follow the imperial escort team and cross the mountains to be resettled in the Earl of Formar's territory will basically not be an unruly person: Guys like that who are unruly have already encountered the flood in the imperial capital. By then, he was already looking for his own way.

In this world with backward productivity levels, there are people everywhere who are willing to work hard for a full meal. Since they, refugees, were able to leave their homes and cross mountains for a piece of disaster relief porridge, now they can naturally calm down temporarily for the bread given by people from other worlds. Anyway, they are already homeless and have nowhere to go if they leave here. If there is no danger, why bother running around?

As for these generous visitors, they seem to have some conflict with the empire, and may even go to war with each other... What does this have to do with these demi-humans who can't even get citizenship rights? Hurry up and take advantage of the advantages now, and take advantage of them. This is the undoubted truth.

At the same time, the tweeters of the aerial fleet and armed helicopters also ended the previous "shocking sonic boom attack" and switched to playing various beautiful or lively music, such as "A Midsummer Night's Dream", " "Edelweiss" and the theme song of the Doraemon cartoon "Doraemon's Song"... So, with the persuasion of the indigenous leading party, the temptation of free food and the soothing of positive music, the demihuman refugees quickly recovered Quiet.

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"...People from another world? Flying giant battleships? This ability is almost comparable to that of the gods..."

On the branch of a big tree outside the city of Italica, the blond winged prostitute Misali, who was temporarily trapped in the suburbs because the defenders urgently closed the city gate, sat leisurely on the tree, dangling her feet and raising her head. Looking at the hodgepodge floating fleet in the sky that mixes Star Wars style, mecha style, classical style and modern style at the same time - of course, in the eyes of an indigenous resident of Falmat Continent like her, no matter what kind of floating fleet in the sky Aircraft are all the same "unknown and powerful", Xin While enjoying the song "Doraemon's Song" floating from the "otherworldly things" in the sky, he chewed on the half baguette he had just received and muttered vaguely, "... And the music from this alien world, the first few songs are really scary, but the current music sounds quite cheerful. Ah, listening to the music, basking in the sun, and eating something... it almost feels like. Enjoying the banquet! ”

"...I think, compared to music, this piece of white bread is the most real... white bread that is fluffy and fragrant! I haven't tasted this kind of bread in an unknown amount of time since the imperial capital was flooded. What a wonderful food for a gentleman! I can’t believe these people from other worlds are so generous!”

Another winged human prostitute sitting next to her had already eaten up her portion of the baguette and was licking the crumbs on her fingers with unsatisfied interest. At the same time, her eyes were shining brightly as she looked around at the people in camouflage uniforms. Alien soldiers, "...I think it will be very profitable to do business with them!"

——In view of the backwardness of food standards in this world, Levi and others specially prepared French baguettes, which are famous for their hardness. However, even French baguettes that are hard in modern people's minds are relatively soft to the alien natives who are used to eating black bread.

"...It would be really exciting to think about it if I could go to bed with them, people from another world! This is a guy I have never heard of!"

A fox-eared prostitute squatting under the tree listened to the conversation between the two winged men on the tree. She licked her lips charmingly and interjected, "...their physiques look good. It's quite strong. I want to look up at such a novel man. I wonder if there's something weird about the pants in the alien's pants? Are they particularly long or thick? Or maybe they have two strands? Three? Hey hey hey..."

"...Come on! Stop being so arrogant here! Why don't you look at the tense situation in this city right now?"

The winged prostitute Mishali snorted coldly and looked worriedly at the tightly closed city gate not far away, "...If the two sides fight, we will definitely be in trouble and it will be too late to escape! There are also people who fall in the city. I may not be able to get back my luggage and savings..."

"...I think it's impossible to fight. After all, the gap between the strengths and weaknesses of the two sides is too huge. No matter how tall the city wall is, it is useless against the enemies in the sky. Even if there is a fight, those imperial soldiers in the city will The female knight with a flower stand will also be suppressed soon.”

Her fellow wingmen disagreed, "... Of course, in the past few days, we probably won't be able to do business. But our luggage has been stored in a rented house in the city... In order not to go hungry, we can only hope These generous aliens will continue to give away free bread tomorrow!”

"...It's really nice to be able to eat good white bread for free today. It's a pity that there is no olive oil, wine or beer..."

Tivor, a young Lolita prostitute from the harpy tribe who was also imprisoned outside the city, sat on another branch, slowly gnawing on her French baguette, and commented with regret, " ...If the bread can be soaked in fat or wine, it will definitely be more delicious, right?”

"...Yo! You have free bread to eat, but you are so picky? You are so delicate! If you can't eat it, just give me your piece!"

"...I don't want it! Glutton! If you still want to eat, go down and beg from the catwomen by the river who are handing out bread!"

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