Alien world

Chapter 1068 Chapter 299. They fell before dawn

Liberty City arrives at Sunset Plains.

The appearance of the floating city has an unparalleled effect on boosting morale. Even if it just 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, holding their own beliefs, hatreds, and convictions, gathered together. They experienced countless ugliness in the world along the way, including couples who were forced to sell their children, couples who chose to kill each other because they couldn't live, and their bones were still hugging each other. The maid who was humiliated by her master and tried to assassinate her but failed and was skinned. The poor man who gave his wife to the gang leader just to pay the money a few days later...

At this time, someone finally stood by them and told them that they were not born to suffer. Let them fight for themselves...

So, in front of the towering city walls, in front of the well-trained knights, under the relentless rain of arrows, and even under the gorgeous spells of the mages, these people who dreamed of being able to stand in the sun, no longer being oppressed by the nobles, being able to stand up straight, thinking that if they died, no one would have to suffer what they had suffered, launched a fearless charge, just to open the city gate for the Free Blade outside the city.

The reporter of the newspaper "The Glory of Rekanel" saw that this group of peasants had the morale of the elite. They fell and scattered countless times, but they remained indomitable and reorganized. When all the men died, it was the women's turn. When all the women died, the old people and children took over. The children held up the colorful battle flags they had sewn with cloth and stumbled towards the soldiers...

The first to collapse were the knights.

They had fought the Skaven, ugly, squeaking rats who had no advantage except their numbers and would not cause them the slightest sympathy.

They had fought the undead before, and there was nothing to be afraid of except that the bones would make notches on swords and make people sick.

But now, these civilians who had just passed by him and respectfully called him "Master" were pouring in like rat people.

They were screaming, they were crying, their blood spurting out was hot, just to bite off a piece of flesh from their own bodies.

When all the men died, they became women, old people and children, and they became slower and slower.

What made them become like this, belief?

So if they are righteous...what about us?

At first some knights threw down their weapons, and then like a plague, more and more knights threw down 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 good friend had also thrown away his weapon. He stared at him with bloodshot eyes and growled like a beast: "They are not enemies, they are the ones we really want to protect."

The knight captain stood there in a daze, and scanned the battlefield again, seeing corpses all around and the scene of toothless old men and toothless children rushing towards him.

A cold wind blew, and the blood color in his eyes faded.

"Open the city gate!"

"Open the city gate!"

"Open the city gate!"

He only shouted once, and the rest was the shouts of the knights and soldiers who had long been unable to bear the pressure.

The deputy saw the soldiers drop their weapons, run to the city gate and push it open. He turned back with a sense of relief, and then saw the captain take off his helmet, draw his sword and commit suicide.

"Captain Gray!"

The adjutant exclaimed and rushed forward.

“Giggle…” Blood gushed out of the neck of the fallen knight captain. “I can’t… lose my faith… my loyalty!
"Well...someone must be held accountable 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 from outside the city gate.

Cheers rang out all around him. In a trance, he saw himself and Gray sneaking into their uncle's bedroom when they were young, facing the polished knight's armor, and swearing like adults:
"We will abide by our duties, uphold loyalty and protect the people!"

……

After receiving the battle report, Olmey was speechless for a long time.

Just looking at the battle report sent from Frost City, the lack of casualties shows that it was a great victory.

But the glaring number of "more than 7,000 civilian casualties" that followed left her silent.

In fact, it doesn't have to be like this. The nobles will want to negotiate if the Free Blade sieges for a few days... This trick has worked time and again in the south. Sacrifice is not necessary... But how can we blame a drowning person for desperately clinging to a life-saving straw?

"Where is Annan now?" Olmedo asked.

"Should be arriving soon."

As Ingrid finished her words, a blue dot appeared on the horizon outside the window.

Annan returned to his loyal Free City.

However, after returning to the City Lord's Mansion, the battle report he received put him in a bad mood.

Annan took a deep breath and said, "I understand... Count the number of deaths, and provide compensation to their families according to the standards of Free Blade warriors. Send the injured to a nursing home."

"Where's Vitalig?"

It was Vitalig's turn to appear. As long as he stood up, the nobles who were now firmly holding high the banner of resistance against the Free Blade would reverse their attitude 36... 180 degrees.

"We are in the duel arena."

"I'm going over now... Oh, by the way, arrest all the nobles in Frost Snow City and conduct a thorough investigation."

"clear."

Annan arrived at the duel arena and saw Vitalig watching the game with great interest.

“You like football?”

"It feels very novel, but I still prefer duels." Vitalig is worthy of having the blood of the Montreal Golden Family.

"What do you want to do after the war?" Annan asked.

“Will it ever end?”

"You can trust my promise."

The greatest respect for an enemy is to kill him without mercy. But Vitalig was not like that.

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

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

These two species are like weeds. Unless you dig out their roots, no matter how many times you clear them, they will grow back in large numbers soon.

Annan felt very sympathetic towards him. Although leaving the kingdom here to suffer was his own fault and could be forgiven by other injured Northerners, the mistakes were made by Clo and his minions, and there was no reason to let another group of completely unrelated people bear the consequences.

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

"Liberty City will provide you with all the resources you need at that time," Annan assured.

"It is enough to have the words of the King in the North." Vitalig bowed slightly.

"The King in the North? The Thirteen High Kings are more interesting."

“I look forward to that day.”

"I'm just kidding."

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

"What did he say?"

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

Annan had a look on his face that said, "Are you kidding me?"

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

(End of this chapter)