This Game Is Too Realistic

The air in the church was as cold as the howling cold wind on the Wandering Swamp, and there was no winter in West Sail Harbor, which was obviously located in the tropics.

It's all a price...

Everyone in this settlement.

Anwo, whose eyes were struggling, suddenly became desperate. He no longer had any hope for the rebels and raised the gun in his hand again, although he did not turn on the safety.

"...I don't care about this. Even if we are being used, give me and the brothers around me a way to survive! I will give you a way to survive!"

"...If you hadn't interrupted me, I was about to say this. Going back to the previous topic, if you want to survive, you have to pretend to kill someone, but the person is not dead."

Isher glanced mockingly at the cowardly wolf who was afraid of death, and then continued slowly.

"Stop standing there stupidly. Go to the port and get some corpses, and get some trucks to transport the corpses. Place the corpses in the church, hit them with a shuttle, and then drag them out."

Although there is a suspicion of desecrating the corpse, I don't care about that much now.

Survival is the most important thing.

"He is so crazy. Yanusz dares to touch these chants. Is he more awesome than the young man?"

"You have arranged for someone to go to the port to get the body." Guan Quan glanced at the door, then glanced at the two hundred or so Weiland people outside the small hall, "They should also be prepared to come and see if they want to change Clothes and so on. As for the luggage, forget about it, just leave it there."

"He's from the Alliance-"

Charles looked at Sifan, who was standing next to him with his arms folded, and then at the dozen or so church members in front of me.

My couplets have been as stilted as before, and my use of modal particles is so unfamiliar.

The warlord was determined to say something, but seeing Arman acting like this, he knew everything he was talking about, so he decided to ask for directions and simply said.

Enduring this feeling like a thorn in his back, the warlord couldn't help but curse.

"That's actually a bad idea."

Hearing the guy's answer, Saipan pushed me next to Ciel.

Jin Gallen, who was gradually becoming calmer, had not yet realized that the matter was not as complicated as it seemed.

"You rebelled too."

Guan Quanbin glanced left and right, tore off a small strip of cloth from under his sleeve, and tied it under his arm while everyone stared at him blankly.

Guan Quan nodded, beckoned to the seventy or so henchmen next to him, aimed at the corpses sitting crookedly under the church benches, and waved his hands cleanly.

"Mom... is still alive

Earl Ma was silent for a while, with some determination in his eyes, but he finally made up his mind.

Negotiate "right..."? "Yes..." "That's too bad."

"Now that the boss is his, he will look for an opportunity to promote me. At most, he will make me a centurion. When he gets to Pavin McClun's manor, he will let me out and let me be responsible for watching over Guan Quan. McClung’s estate and family.”

"Did Benoit send him here?" The old wolf calmed down.

"Mai, General Arman?! Are you... still asleep at that hour?"

First I have a way to leave Margaery.

The soldiers inside would definitely leave me there for what they said, and ask me why.

The sound of laughter and curses drifted away along the street, like a farewell to the motorcade transporting the corpse.

The guy named Anwo couldn't help but asked.

Although my awakened person’s physique makes me feel seasick, I still have to change transportation and eat seafood all the way.

The former did not speak, but held his chin in deep thought. It was not until Guan Quanbin looked over that he spoke hastily.

The church seemed to have been forgotten, and it stayed in a corner for eight days in this hell made of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Hearing this voice, Peter turned around suddenly, with a surprised expression on his face.

I saw a haggard-looking woman walking up the gangway. After taking two steps, she held her knees and retched.

Go to hell and negotiate!

The candlelight under the silver candlestick swayed heavily, and a sudden trance brought this distant time back to the present.

Blanch!

That military rank is lower than mine.

We hate evil the most, and we have high combat capabilities. It is most appropriate to leave our anger to the Velant people. These little noses can use us as targets.

"It should be a legion... People who have not yet joined the alliance will probably come there. It is completely credible if they have been in the alliance. We do not have close cooperation with the legion under the community, which excludes us from taking any measures. It’s an approach of appeasement. Things that you don’t know much about are happening quietly behind the scenes. Please be sure to look at these people and see if we are worth it..."

"As for Charles, I should stay with my subordinate Abseik, and that is also Mr. Saipan's suggestion. The safest place is the most dangerous. These people must believe that no matter what they do, they will die. "

The shit-stirring stick chuckled, looked at the eight stunned brothers, and shook the VM hanging under his arm.

In the church on the other side, the old nun just held his head high in silence, holding a mop and cleaning the blood-stained small hall in vain.

Can the death of 200 more people bring the remaining 3,000 people back to life?

Anwo mustered up the courage to nod and responded.

We will die in silence, taking our lost secrets with us beyond the grave.

"...But if you can win our trust, there is no hope of being pulled out of our circle and finding evidence that the Legion was involved in the conspiracy."

Looking at the astonished Commander-in-Chief behind him, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team cursed without any politeness.

"Then what?"

I wish I had to kowtow to the Silver Moon God on the spot!

"I am his little pangolin! He has the rank of captain! When you kill the blue gopher, he still knows where to play house under the sand pile!"

"Bah! He is a member of the Alliance!"

The woman rolled her eyes and interrupted me politely.

The train that was started would stop because there was an ant lying under the tracks.

Pete: "???"

That's the obvious thing.

Surely those are all considered miracles, but what else can be called a miracle? !

And now.

"Hasn't this Janusz surrounded Tiandu yet? These "direct descendants" who pushed me down should always be with me, right?" For example, if this Absek finds me, it is equivalent to finding this Shire... You can just go to Tiandu directly. "

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Margaery is closed to the harbor. All but local residents have to dock! Who is he!" Captain Peter, who was on duty, stepped back and stared at the yacht and the woman standing next to the yacht, his eyes slightly narrowed.

It’s just that we are the same as ourselves, and we have to submit a petition to surrender. It’s okay to suppress the lives of our whole family...

MMP!

It doesn't mean that after rescuing these survivors, we have to find this Ciel first.

These are the people who will keep you alive.

"...General, bad." The warlord bravely gave a military salute.

The players were watching the subtitles translated by VM, while Jin Gallen held his breath.

"Now you are his subordinate."

Even the bad guy who let you go this night - Mr. Charles who is ambushing the King of Heaven's army will die!

Just when Eagle, Old Wolf, and Old Guan were all shocked by that guy's bad idea, a ten-meter-narrow yacht hurriedly approached Margaery's dock.

Earl Ma held the old cultivator's hand tightly, with a hint of conscious pleading in his sincere voice.

The soldier with a lewd smile finally spoke up and scratched the front of his head.

"Where are you now? What should you do to bring you back?"

I saw with my own eyes that this Ishero was alive and dared to chant sutras and pray for the dead next to this wolf tribesman.

Seeing his henchmen disposing the corpse in the church, Ciel's expression turned cold.

"He wants a number?!"

Wargo nodded awkwardly.

"MMP! That damn place is really far away!"

Earl Ma shook his head heavily, then walked up to the old cultivator and held your hands.

There was a commotion among the surrounding soldiers, including Peter, who couldn't help but clenched his fists, with visible anger burning in his eyes.

Earl Ma took a deep breath and continued.

Tell me why...

"What the fuck?!" Guan Quanbin rolled his eyes. "Fire!" Xifanggang was delighted.

"That's the place to talk. Let's get off the shore first."

Some more people came outside the church before.

"Is he a pig? There is no difference between catching one and ten? It is the most dangerous if everyone stays together! And only one person can deliver food and water...

···Yes, don’t choose, it’s him, and he will be responsible for those 200 lives. "

I'm afraid that guy came from Guan Quanbin Port! "yes······"

At most, reinforcements would be dragged to Yongye Port.

The battlefield atmosphere team suppressed the words in their hearts, pretended to be an honest person and followed Arman, passing through the murderous sight of the soldiers.

Normal quiet outside above ground.

Jin Galan followed your line of sight and looked to his side for help, especially the one who seemed to be the only reliable one, the "Forsighted Eagle".

"Damn... There are less people and more meat at the port. I can even drink a sip of soup."

Maybe it will save.

"It doesn't matter, as long as we can save those poor people, the risk is nothing," Ishero interrupted me, looked at me seriously and said, "You will go out of the city with the convoy, without you here Reciting scriptures all the way, I think I can act more like him." That dog-like Lao Mai!

"But if you stay in Lion State, these Weirant people will kill you..." Anwo said in horror.

"How far is Parvin McClun's manor from there? Is it small? Can it accommodate 200 people?"

"Yeah!" Warfield Guy nodded, but murmured in his heart. That guy was thousands of kilometers away and knew the deployment status of Haiya Province quite well.

Realizing that the guy might be from the Alliance, Peter's face suddenly warmed up, and his eyes gradually became kind.

Looking into these eyes, you said in a sincere tone.

"Send an airborne force here?" Wolf, who is good at fighting, looked at me with confusion, "Since you know it's the legion's fault, you can just send the troops here!"

Xifanggang looked at the priest and nodded, then looked at the old butler Sahadou who kept his word from the beginning to the end.

Charles glanced at the big man, nodded and said.

As soon as the warlord finished speaking, the soldiers surrounding the dock suddenly made a commotion and moved to both sides to make way. I saw a woman wearing an officer's hat walking towards the seven people confronting each other under the pier.

Another soldier next to him, who had probably been to the church, also looked at this guy with disdain.

Although I didn't kill anyone, my body was covered in blood at this moment, as if I had climbed out of a pile of dead people.

"Uh, um! Yes, you were seconded there...

···In fact, he does not directly command the troops. He is only responsible for handling some matters involving the relationship between the locals and the Weirant people. After all, there is not yet a team of ten thousand people stationed here. "

It wasn't until this deafening roar sounded, and the Wilantes' military boots stepped off the port, that...

Sahadu suddenly came back to his senses and said quickly.

Hearing this unfamiliar name, the battlefield atmosphere team, who were pretending to be cool, were stunned for a moment. They finally saw clearly who the woman with her back to the streetlight was, and her expression instantly became awkward.

"You think so too. The risk to the older children is too small. If they cry halfway, everyone will die... Do they have to say goodbye to the children?"

If it was an accident, the people who were left behind should be these guys from the city defense army.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, and his words seem to have become less bad."

Because you are already in the "budget".

Guan Quan glanced at the young man, his expression was not simple, but he still said something in the end. Then I looked at the Countess Ma again and asked.

This guy named Anwo walked up to me and said tremblingly.

"You need to follow him. He is actually more important than you. You are more worried about what he is going to do...if he messes up, you will all be dead."

In order to involve the puppets controlled by Bakumasa in the rebel army and let the "personnel changes" affect the follow-up plan, the puppets controlled by Bakumae will definitely get the news before "the people who go to save you" .

"Brother Gun is wrong. He should be calmer. Even if you don't have resurrection coins, it means you can't do whatever you want."

Not to mention covering the evacuation of two hundred people, with or without heavy equipment and support, two ten-man teams are enough for you to drink. "

Guan Quanbin spoke excitedly and coherently, putting his lips and nose under his clasped palms.

The few people at the port were so drunk that no one cared about these things at all. They just thought it was some nosy leader who arranged for people to come and clean up the corpses.

After glancing at the captain next to him, Arman looked again at the pangolin standing next to the yacht and nodded heavily.

The old stick rolled his eyes. "escape?"

"It's too safe... You can put all your eggs in the same basket. No one must survive and tell the people inside what happened tonight."

It was several "cloth bandages" patrolling nearby who saw it, and they all showed envious expressions.

"Since we have all shouted slogans of abolition and equality, our 'little brother' should take a look at it, right? Don't spell the wrong words."

"And to be honest, from the perspective of the alliance, just saving these two hundred people is enough. This guy named Charles is even more important to you than these two hundred lives. It is said that it is definitely I haven’t found any clues about the low-level members of the Heavenly King’s Army and the low-level personnel within the legion... That may be the only thing that can stop the legion, although it is only possible.”

Damn he knows that’s the place to talk!

Arman said casually.

The first to break the silence was young Ruby.

"Which centurion does he belong to? Call him to lead over!"

The shit-stirring stick suddenly spoke.

I just want to kill the people in that settlement, and then go and kill the people in this so-called Tiandu and the King's Army!

"Those guys probably had a great time."

Of course, if it were said clearly, the first half would be in the name of "voting a letter of name", just like myself who came to Silver Moon Church to kill people.

"What do I want him to do?"

[Shit Stirring Stick] scratched his head, with a troubled expression written on his face.

Arman smiled, returned a military salute, and then spoke in a casual tone.

"Send an envoy to Tiandu to negotiate with the Heavenly King's army."

Isher's head turned rapidly, but his speech rate was very steady, without any trace of panic.

"Earl Ma...Oh, here is the Silver Moon Goddess!"

Too sloppy.

"Please take care of your children. In the next few days, the Weirant people will definitely come there... But unless you judge that the news that you are still alive will make the people there suffer more, Otherwise, please tell the Vaillant people that you are still alive for the time being, and that you were taken out and executed.”

Even the "veterans" of the Gray Wolf Army who are divided around Janusz, let alone these large groups, have no idea about their seniority.

When he said that, a hint of sadness appeared on Eagle's brow.

"He is a fool... Since you know that there is no future in getting involved with those things, seize the first opportunity to survive."

"What about him? Going home? Or going with those Wilant people outside Parvin Macron?"

Is there any regular flight from Merji Port to Margery? The yacht was temporarily rented at Guanquanbin Port, and the supplies under the boat were all caught along the way.

Butler Sahadu asked tremblingly.

But I will definitely be "late" for a minute or two first, waiting to arrive before everything starts.

"In other words, on a mission to Tiandu?"

After taking a few breaths, I finally felt a little worse. I saw the old stick clearing his throat and replacing it with the standard human couplet.

"It's so difficult for a coward to die...it's too early, so you should prepare as you can."

"As long as those people live, he will die. It will be the same wherever he escapes if we are definitely dead."

It really looks like that.

"Should he leave with dry food, or leave empty-handed? Then where did he plan to take a small amount of dry food? When the news spread outside, there were people who wanted to kill them everywhere, and they had no time to escape. There's no way to run far! If I believe you, staying still or moving is the most dangerous thing. When the time comes, the Velantians will also land there...

···You bet that if Janusz would stay and guard there, he would probably find a scapegoat and put him out there. "

The old cultivator nodded seriously. "How the hell do you know..."

"The trouble is that you have no contact with this guy, and you don't even know where I am."

Learn to be cunning!

The light of hope bloomed in your eyes again, and your lips opened and closed softly.

In fact, it is worth it.

It’s about whether the Silver Moon Goddess lives here!

"It's far! If we set out now, we'll definitely arrive after dawn! You don't have a small plantation! Let alone 200 people, what's the problem with 2,000 people!"

"Please... please take good care of us. You must have been lucky enough to die, and please tell the children the truth before everything starts."

What kind of silence is there for the captain of ten thousand to come?

"Your wife also knows, but you doubt that there is nothing you can do to save everyone! It's just you and the two hundred survivors, not everyone who will be involved in that war..." "..." The old cultivator sighed heavily and looked at the people in the alliance.

"The 370,000th unit, right? You remember the number of Colway's unit."

A layer of looming mist was like a sweet spring gushing from a dry well, soaking into these gray eyes.

Seeing that he was an honest man with a broken head, Arman asked with a smile.

"Ready..." "Very bad."

"Then the survivors must be wronged to lie with the corpses and follow the corpses out of the city. Just make up any reason. Let's say that those who died in the Silver Moon Church must be buried in peace... The rebels and Mr. Melgio has no grudges, so he probably won’t cause trouble for him. But Mr. Melgio needs to be followed in this matter, so there’s still no risk-"

"Everything must be going well. Your wife and the other survivors should be hiding outside a house or plantation in Pawenguanquanbin, led by a captain named Anwo... or maybe The centurion is taking care of it. Mr. Quan Bin'ao hasn't been imprisoned yet, so he should be here."

And I am sure that if I tell you that Earl Ma is still alive, and together with the people staying outside the church this evening, the people from the King's Army will definitely find you before the Weirant troops who go to rescue later.

After I finished speaking, the captain next to me slapped me on the head.

That kind of big ship seems to be able to run in the open sea. What that means is self-evident.

"Is he kidding? This is a citizen of the legion. It's the Alliance's turn to come to the rescue. Besides, he can move the army at his word? If he really acts like that, don't think the Alliance will do anything. You can move around the area as small as your palm."

Everything went as planned. Charles arranged for trustworthy hands to go to the port and bring over 800 corpses.

Eagle interrupted what I wanted to say and said after thinking carefully.

"The problem should be that Xiao... you heard that Yanoush promised the Lion State to Absek, and he is not your direct subordinate. If there are some people left to take care of the land in the distance."

At that time, the soldiers at the port had already noticed that the uninvited guest was there, and they all carried the guy and surrounded him.

As if he heard some funny joke, Charles looked at the old butler happily.

The car carrying the body was pushed back and was fuller when it came out.

"Are they hidden separately?"

"This cultivator must be seventy or eighty years old at most... Is he also interested in this old guy?"

"You have to ask the BOSS first! Damn it, you're going crazy with him!"

Anyway, the things that these rebels tied under their arms were also custom-made.

Eight pairs of eyes looked at me at the same time, including the eagle who looked embarrassed.

Ciel nodded.

The rebel army has not yet formed an organization, the command system is in chaos, and there is no unified instruction.

After telling the whole story, the old Xiu Nan hurriedly continued.

Ishero walked up to the two of them and said in a strong voice.

Praise the moon!

Looking at the old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, Arman suddenly seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and the corners of his hot mouth relaxed with a nostalgic smile.

However, those people just looked at you, then at the blood on the ground, and left in a hurry without saying a word.

"Indeed, and if the rescue is successful, they may be blamed by the legion. They know it is so safe, why are they reporting to the official!... Tsk, it's difficult to handle. If those dogs bite back, we really don't care. Tell it wisely."

At that time, only Earl Ma will die, and everyone staying with you will die!

"Since it's not a land of right and wrong yet...can you just escape?"

War will still start.

"By the way, isn't there a nun outside the church? Why don't you step back and take a look?"

Yes, it must be as Mrs. Guan Quanbin guessed. There is no visible white hand controlling everything outside. The chaos of the rebel army should last for a long time.

The frustrated priest followed the car step by step, holding the silver crescent moon on his chest with one hand and placing his other hand under the blood-stained cart.

Seeing the stunned Ciel, Saifan raised his eyebrows.

Suddenly no one smiled obscenely.

We only need to push one person to be the leader, pull up a small flag as the military flag, and then provide a reason for the uprising and decide who will stay and die. Then we cannot leave the city in a mighty manner and retreat towards Tiandu.

"It's very bad..." Saifan Harbor nodded and said, "After leaving the city, he will take everyone to close the McClun Manor and find a small or large manor to lock everyone in. Hide evil, remember! The more people know about it, the worse it will be!"

The moment he finished speaking, the crackling sound of gunshots resounded in the church. Everyone closed their eyes reluctantly, and the children in the basement also let out suppressed cries.

"It's used."

Perhaps only people from companies or colleges can come to collect our bodies and record what happened there.

Even the Alliance must be on the side of the Legion and support the Legion's invasion of the empire. Two weak thieves join forces to ravage that land. No matter how dazzling the light of the truth is, it will definitely be covered up.

"Where are the children? Are you going out of town too?"