A strange world

Chapter 1068 Chapter 299. They fell before dawn

Liberty City arrives 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 gathered together with their own beliefs, hatreds, and convictions. They experienced countless ugliness in the world along the way. The couple who was forced to sell their children couldn't survive and chose to kill each other. The bones are still Hugging couple. 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 later...

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 dreamed of standing in the sun, no longer being oppressed by the nobles, they could straighten their backs, and think Thinking that if they die, no one will suffer what they have suffered, people launch a charge without fear of death, just to open the city gate to the Blade of Freedom outside the city.

The newspaper reporter of "Rikaner Glory" saw that this group of mud-legged people had the morale that only elites can have. They fell and collapsed countless times, but they remained unyielding and reorganized. After all the men died, it was the women's turn, and the women died. The old people and children were all alone. The children held up colorful battle flags sewn with cloth and staggered toward the soldiers...

The first to collapse were the knights.

They had fought against the Skaven, and those ugly, squeaking rats had no advantage other than numbers and did not give them the slightest 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 passed by him not long ago and respectfully addressed him as "Master" were coming like rat men.

They were screaming, they were crying, and their blood was hot, just to bite off a piece of flesh from themselves.

As men die and become women, old men and children, they become more and more sluggish.

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 the enemy, keep fighting!"

Dang clang——

The knight captain turned around and found that his deputy and friend had also thrown away his weapon, staring at him with bleeding eyes, and growled like a beast: "They are not enemies, they are the people we really want to protect."

The knight captain stood there dumbfounded and scanned the battlefield again, seeing corpses all around and old people with all their teeth and children without 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 could no longer bear the pressure.

The deputy saw the soldier throw away his weapon, run to the city gate and push it open. He turned around in relief, and then saw the captain remove his helmet, draw his sword and kill 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 in under the light outside the city gate.

Cheers rang out 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:

"We will abide by our duties, take loyalty as our belief, and protect the people!"

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Olmei was speechless for a long time after receiving the battle report.

Just looking at the battle report sent from Frost Snow City, the lack of casualties meant that 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.

"Should be arriving 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 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.

"In the dueling arena."

"I'll go over now... By the way, all the nobles in Frost Snow City will be arrested and investigated thoroughly."

"clear."

Annan came to the duel field and saw Vitalig watching the game with great interest.

"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 Vitalig is not like that.

Vitalig said: "I can trust you, but the war will not stop here."

Annan realized that he was actually talking about the ratmen and demons.

These two species are like weeds. Unless you dig out their roots, no matter how many times you clean them up, they will grow a lot again in a short time.

Annan sympathized with him. Although leaving the kingdom here to suffer was his own fault, and he could get the understanding of other injured northerners, the mistakes were made by Clo and his minions. There was no reason to let another group of completely unrelated people bear it.

From this point of view, Annan is indeed not a qualified politician.

"Free City will provide all the resources you need at that time." Annan promised.

"It's enough to have the words of the King of the North." Vitalig bowed slightly.

"King of the North? The Thirteenth High King is more interesting."

"I look forward to this day."

"I'm kidding."

"I'm serious... Do you know what teacher Irwin said about you?"

"What did he say?"

Vitalig opened his mouth to speak, but shook his head again: "The teacher won't let me say it."

Annan looked at me with a "Are you kidding me?" expression.

He said that if I told you, you would fly up with your butt sticking up like a proud peacock.