Chapter 1068 299. They fell before dawn
Free City arrived at Sunset Plains.
The appearance of the floating city has an unparalleled boost to morale. Even if it floats there and does nothing, it is enough to bring tears to the eyes of those who listen to its story.
A "riot" broke out in Sunset Plains.
These people from all over the kingdom, adhering to their own beliefs, hatreds, and beliefs, gathered together. They experienced countless ugliness in the world along the way. The couple who was forced to sell their children had no choice in life. Couples who killed each other and whose bones are still in each other's arms. A maid who was insulted by her master and tried to assassinate her but failed and skinned her off. A poor man who gives his wife to a gang leader just so he can pay back the money a few days late...
At this time, someone finally stood on their side and told them that you were not born to suffer. Let them fight for themselves...
So, in front of the towering city wall, in front of the sophisticated knights, under the ruthless rain of arrows, and even under the brilliant spells of the mages, these people who dreamed of being able to stand Under the sun, they no longer need to be oppressed by the nobles. They can straighten their backs and think that if they die, no one will suffer what they have suffered. People are not afraid of death and launch a charge, just to open the city to the blade of freedom outside the city. Door.
The newspaper reporter of "Rikaner Glory" saw that these mud-legged people had the morale that only elites can have. They fell and collapsed countless times, but they remained unyielding and reorganized. All the men died. It was the woman's turn, and all the old people and children were killed. The children held up colorful battle flags sewn with cloth and staggered towards the soldiers...
The knights were the first to collapse.
They had fought against the Rat Men, and those ugly, squeaking rats had no other advantage than numbers and would not give them any sympathy.
They also fought against the undead. Those bones are nothing to be afraid of except for making gaps in the sword and making people sick.
But now, these civilians who had just passed by me not long ago and respectfully called me master are coming like rat-men.
They were screaming, they were crying, and the blood they splashed was hot, just to bite off a piece of flesh from themselves.
When the men died and became women, old people and children, they became slower and slower.
What makes them like this, belief?
So if they are righteous...what about us?
At first some knights threw away their weapons, and then like a plague, more and more knights threw away their weapons.
"What are you doing? They are enemies, keep fighting!"
Danglang——
The knight captain turned around and found that his deputy and friend had also thrown away Weapon, staring at himself with bleeding eyes, roaring like a wild beast: "They are not enemies, they are the people we really want to protect."
The knight captain stood there stunned, and then scanned the battlefield again, seeing corpses all around, old men with all their teeth, and children with no teeth rushing towards them.
The cold wind blew, and the blood in his eyes faded.
“Open the city gate!”
“Open the city gate!”
“Open the city gate!”
He only shouted one sentence, and the rest were the shouts of the knights and soldiers who had long been unable to bear the pressure.
The deputy saw the soldier throw away his weapon, run to the city gate and push the door open. He turned around with relief, and then saw the captain taking off his helmet, drawing his sword and killing himself.
"Captain Gray!"
The adjutant exclaimed and rushed forward.
"Giggle..." Blood flowed from the neck of the fallen knight captain. "I can't...lose my faith...loyalty!
"Well...someone must be responsible for this...wrongful massacre..."
The knight captain's eyes lost their luster, and his deputy raised his head and saw the Free Blades rushing towards the city gate in a bright light. Come in.
Cheers sounded all around, and in a daze, he saw himself and Gray sneaking into his uncle's bedroom when they were young, swearing in front of the polished knight armor, imitating adults:
< br>“We will abide by our duties, take loyalty as our belief, and protect the people!”
……
Olmei was speechless for a long time after receiving the battle report.
Just looking at the battle report sent by Frost Snow City, the lack of casualties means it was a great victory.
But the dazzling line "more than 7,000 civilian casualties" that followed immediately silenced her.
In fact, it doesn’t have to be like this. As long as the Free Blade is besieged for a few days, the nobles will want to negotiate... This trick has been tried and tested in the south. Sacrifice is not necessary...but how can one harshly criticize a drowning person for clinging to life-saving straws at all costs?
"Where is Annan now?" Olmedo asked.
“It should be there soon.”
As soon as Ingrid finished speaking, a blue dot appeared on the horizon outside the window.
Annan returns to his loyal home of Free City.
However, after returning to the city lord's mansion, the battle report sent to him put him in a bad mood.
Annan took a deep breath: "Understood...count the number of dead, provide pensions to their families according to the standards of the Freedom Blade fighters, and send the injured to nursing homes."
"Where is Vitalig? ”
It’s Vitalig’s turn. As long as he stands up, the nobles who are now firmly holding high the banner of resisting the Blade of Freedom will reverse their attitude 36... 180 degrees.
"We are in the duel field."
"I will go over now... By the way, all the nobles in Frost Snow City will be arrested and investigated thoroughly."
"Understood."
Annan came to the duel field and saw Vitalig watching the game with great interest.
"Do you like football?"
"I think it's very novel, but I still prefer dueling." Vitalig deserves to be the blood of Montreal's golden family.
"What do you want to do after the war is over?" Annan asked.
"Will it end?"
"You can trust my promise."
The greatest respect for the enemy is to kill them all. But not Vitalig.
Vitalig said: "I can believe you, but the war will not stop here."
Annan realized that he was actually talking about the rat men and demons.
These two species are like weeds. Unless you dig out their roots, no matter how many times you clean them, they will grow back again soon.
Annan sympathized with him. Although leaving the kingdom here to suffer was self-inflicted, and he could get the forgiveness of other northerners who were hurt, it was Crowe and his minions who made the mistake. There is no reason to let another group completely Irrelevant people bear it.
From this point of view, Annan is indeed not a qualified politician.
"Free City will provide you with all the resources you need." Annan promised.
"The King of the North is enough." Vitalig bowed slightly.
"King in the North? Only the Thirteen High Kings are interesting."
"I look forward to this day coming."
"I'm joking."
"I'm serious ...Do you know what Teacher Irwin said about you?"
"What did he say?"
Vitalig opened his mouth to speak, but then shook his head: "The teacher didn't let me say it."
Annan looked like "Are you kidding me?"
He said that if I tell you, you will fly up with your butt out like a proud peacock.
(End of this chapter)