Gaulian left, the 11th local infantry regiment station, Hitachi City

　　

The rainstorm came from the sky, the white raindrops hit the ancient city walls, and there were almost no pedestrians on the streets. As the core of the storm*, there was rarely a sense of order here, and there was no hit mentioned in the report. Smashing phenomenon, on the streets, patrols wearing civilian sacks, with sharp spears in their hands, stepped on the ground in the standing water, neat steps showed a serious, some citizens curious eyes through the window The gap fell on these civilian guards, revealing a strange, these people are not citizens of Hitachi City, most of the residents have not seen these people,

　　

Some people speculate that the southerners of the Rusti region who came with the displaced people from the opposite side know that it is now occupied by the Falcon Magic Army, and the Rustis there are expelled to the north in large numbers. Such people are said to be There are hundreds of thousands, packed in the streets and alleys of the city. Every day, people starve to death in hunger. Every morning, you can see the carriage carrying the corpses filled with corpses, both men and women, young and old, and the corpses are transported outside the city and burned. It has been more than ten days in a row, the flames of burning corpses outside the city make people look at the heart in the night. The military also maintains an expulsion policy for the displaced persons. A large number of armed forces are adjusting their defenses. Hundreds of thousands of refugees come and go in various military defense zones.

　　

For the residents of Hitachi City, it just felt that the day was particularly chaotic. The city center did not know what the cause of the conflict broke out, and then the whole city was messed up, and there were refugees everywhere. No one would pay attention to these refugees. Not all true refugees

　　

　　Jacold, the fourth squadron leader of the Fifth Banner Corps of the Falcon Central Army, was walking on the road to the local army station,

　　

　　 The entire squadron of 1,400 people, mixed with the refugees, passed the defense zone of the station almost without hindrance.

　　

　　 The first glance into the Gaul air defense zone, I saw the granary on the west side of the city,

　　

　　The tall round grain storage bins are each five or six meters high, standing one by one, dense and dense, and it is impossible to count how many at one time,

　　

　　 These granaries are much higher than the residential buildings in the city, and they are very conspicuous. The streets of the city are sparsely populated, with Gaul soldiers scattered around in groups, some of whom are also local residents. Looking back,

　　

　　On the high wall, the officer was shouting the password loudly, the bow and arrow troops were disarming outside the camp, and the team was coming down the aisle of the wall.

　　

　　 "These guys are so annoying!"

　　

　　 A Gaul sentry took a look here and didn't care about it. There were too many refugees, whoever came,

　　

　　 Jacques, in dirty sackcloth, walked in front of the line, lowered his head, and several subordinates kept giving him glances, indicating that now is a good opportunity to start.

　　

　　Jacquerd stopped and glanced, and felt that the opportunity was indeed good, but he held back,

　　

　　 The corner of his eyes saw that at the end of the team dressed as a refugee, nearly one-third of the men and women did not enter the defense zone.

　　

He raised his head, his eyes flashed, and swept across the Gaul camp. He took the opportunity to observe. The archers outside the camp were probably four or five people. It was not a Gaul regular army, and there were not many soldiers in the barracks. Some people should have gone out.

　　

　　 "The target seems completely unprepared!"

　　

Jacques rolled his lips subconsciously. His team departed yesterday, crossing the Gauls' defensive line overnight, and mixed into the team of the refugees without difficulty. There are many squadrons like him, although they are not sure, But what Jacquel heard was that the elite squadrons of more than fifteen squadrons all received orders to dress up,

　　

　　 The order he got was to take Hitachi City. According to intelligence, the garrison of Hitachi City was the 11th Infantry Regiment of Gaul. The number of the headquarters was less than 2,000. According to the strength of the Central Army, it was enough to respond to the raid

　　

　　 in front of the barracks,

　　

Jacques glanced at the gate of the camp with almost no defense at all, coughed, and whispered that "be careful" The people behind him would immediately notice that the refugees' team stopped pulling down, the entire street was blocked, and they were about to return to the camp None of the Gaul archers could pass, and the otherwise neat queue became messy.

　　

　　 "Asshole, do you want to die?" Gaul officer who led the team scolded angrily

　　

"It's time" Jacqued's face was frightened, and he made a look to the companions around him. The central army, dressed as a refugee, clenched the weapon in the salute package silently, and looked at the few who were not aware of it. The culprit of Gaul soldiers

　　

　　 "Hear it, catch it all if you don't let it go! You gangs!" Officer Gaul still scolded with a look of pride

　　

"Hands!" A loud whistle overwhelmed all the chaos on the street. In an instant, thousands of middle army soldiers equipped with thousands of refugees were unsheathed at the same time. "Kill!" There was a thunderous roar. The storm was set off.

　　

　　The Central Army soldiers roared and rushed to the Gaul archers who were close by. The Gaul archers didn't even have time to take out their weapons. They opened their eyes in horror and looked at the looting enemy with a pale complexion. Someone was screaming, "What's going on?" Before he could get an answer, a sharp blade had been stabbed in his chest, and he punctured him.

　　

　　 "Attention, enemy attack!" Officer Gaul's stern shouts were not over, and the sword in the hands of Jacques crossed a **** cold light, poof! The knife light cut the officer’s throat, and the officer gazed roundly at the grinning Jacques, holding the cut part in both hands, his body stepped back a few steps, and finally his knees were soft. Kneel on the ground

　　

　　 "Go to death!" Jacques cut off the head of this Gaul with a knife, and the bright red blood was shot by jī 噇.

　　

"Kill, one will not stay!" The sword in Jacques's hand flicked to the ground. The red blood bead hit the ground like an arrow. The whole situation was completely dominated by the suddenly stricken central army. The Gaul archers were in vain. He raised the wooden bow in his hand and tried to block it. The soldiers of the central army waved their swords and cut them into two pieces with bows. The distance between the two sides was too close, and the Gaul archers, who were not good at close combat, were cut down one after another. The soldiers of the Chinese Central Army were slashed down like crazy, and the archers screamed one by one,

　　

"Rush in!" Jacques was the first to rush into the camp of Gaul's 11th Infantry Regiment. A Gaul soldier was rolled backwards by his knife, and fell on the **** and muddy street. Stepped on it with pity.

　　

The "enemy attack" sentry shuddered and started to draw bows and arrows, but his hands were trembling straight, only one or two arrows were shot, and he had been rushed to the end. A few Gaul soldiers equipped with melee weapons tried to defend themselves. But they were quickly engulfed by the oceans of thousands of central army, just like a small wave under the storm disappeared into the giant tao, they did not even send a bubble.

　　

　　 "Everyone need not be so restrained!"

　　

The head of the Gaul Army's left wing, Gleda, walked coldly towards the middle seat and waved his hand behind him. The accompanying adjutant quickly sent the report of the violence area to each infantry commander. The infantry commanders looked weird. Glanced,

　　

　　 Several of the infantry commanders involved in the defense area looked ugly. They turned the report in their hands pale and looked absent-minded.

　　

"Everyone has read the report, and I will not talk nonsense. The order from the Legion Department must be subdued within three days! What do you think?" Gleda grumbled somberly, and took the hand The report is closed,

　　

　　 "It is impossible to quell the rebellion within three days!"

　　

The infantry commanders below bowed their heads to discuss with each other. The rebellion was too sudden, and the prairie trend appeared almost before the reaction. The violence caused paralysis of local affairs and some camps were also hit. There have even been incidents in which soldiers were attacked by thugs, and everyone is now in danger in the violent areas.

　　

　　The military has been under full martial law, but there are too many people involved in the violence. First, a small number of residents in the city, and then developed into the entire area. The garrison has been activated, but in the face of tens of thousands of mob, the local army is also at a loss.

　　

"Adult, the violence involved this time is 6 cities, nearly 180,000 people." Hepburn, the fifteenth infantry commander, first stood up from the seat with a depressed face, and hesitantly said "and the cause of the violence* It was because the grain stores on the market were closed, the citizens could not buy food, and there were cases of starvation and death on the streets. Some military officers took advantage of this opportunity to rush up the grain and sold military food at high prices. I think it is possible to catch these problematic officers and release part of the food, so that the mob’s emotions will naturally subside! Especially for the senior officers involved in this matter, they should be more severe!"

　　

"It's a joke. The war is at hand, and you don't think about how to deal with the enemy, but you are proposing to capture officers who are loyal to the empire. Are you afraid of causing turmoil before the war?" A flat-headed middle-aged infantry commander, corner of mouth Disdainfully,

　　

The rebuttal of the infantry commander was called Lucaster. It was the head of the 11th Infantry Regiment in the city where the source of the original violence began. It is said that Lucaster transferred from the rear by virtue of his relationship with the giants of Kyoto. Large amounts of food are sold at high prices in the Rusti region, and brutal suppression of food smuggled in through other channels eventually leads to the formation of violence*.

　　

"　　" It is because of a profitable person like your Excellency that you have today's rebellion!" Hepburnley stared at Lucaster,

　　

"What do you mean by this? Lucaster's face changed slightly, and he noticed that everyone was looking at himself with playful eyes, and he suddenly panicked, and he clicked heavily on the table. "We are soldiers, soldiers. The duty is to obey orders and eliminate danger for the empire! If an innocent crime is added to a loyal officer, who will fight for the security of the empire! "

　　

"The danger in your mouth is hundreds of thousands of ordinary civilians who are starving and staring at their loved ones every day!" Hepburnley's eyes were full of anger, staring at the opposite Lucaster, gritted his teeth and said, "As a soldier, Don't think about the country's difficulties, but take the opportunity to make the country difficult to make money..."

　　

　　 "Violent* is violent*, no matter what the reason, has touched the bottom line of the empire." Lucaster stood up and looked contemptuously.

　　

"enough!"

　　

Greda interrupted the two and continued to quarrel. They glanced coldly at the two men who were angry and staring at each other, and said coldly, "Quiet the violence within three days*, this is the order of the Legion Department! The responsibility of violence, or who to punish, is after the war, but now, we must calm the violence as soon as possible, no matter what means"

　　

　　"Regardless of any means!" Hepburn's face was slightly pale, and the infantry commanders sitting at the same time also had a chill in their hearts. This is the prelude to the killing ring!

　　

Gleida glanced at the crowd, his voice stopped, opened a folder in front of him, and added a tone, "I now announce the order of the Legion, the fourth, seventh and eleventh local infantry regiments entered the storm zone. In accordance with the laws of the empire, arrest the violent elements, and in the event of resistance, kill them on the spot! The other ministries will firmly implement the blockade of the violent areas, and will not allow the violent areas to continue to expand to other areas! , Immediately annihilate, do you understand?"

　　

　　 "Yes!" The infantry commanders answered neatly, and the meeting room with a sound rumbling,

　　

"Okay, break up!" Gladda read the order blankly, closed the file in his hand, stood up and prepared to leave, "brushed" all the infantry commanders, got up and just walked out of the meeting room door, this The officers of the famous army corps hurried up the steps below, holding a report in their hands

　　

　　 "Adult, emergency report in the storm zone!" The officer came to Greda and whispered ugly

　　

"Riot zone?" Greda stopped and went to his office, unexpectedly stunned. The officer's pale face made his heart flash an unknown hunch, wouldn't it be that the area of ​​violent zone expanded? !

　　

"I just got a report. In Hitachi City in the storm, the 11th Infantry Regiment was attacked!" The officer took a deep breath and glanced left and right before carefully saying "Because there is no defense, the 11th Infantry Regiment In a hurry, the camp was washed down by the mob, and it is said that a large amount of food was found beyond imagination!"

　　

"A large amount of food beyond imagination? The eleventh corps stationed here? Wouldn't it be the idiot Lucaster who put all the food collected from Kyoto in the barracks!" Greda seemed to think of something, and his calm face was also The situation has changed. His emperor His Majesty asked the giants to donate food for the frontline army. Many of the giants, even the commander of the 6th Army of Gaul, Hasen Rambo, who commanded the whole line, opened his eyes and closed his eyes.

　　

"The subordinates also think so!" The officer said ugly. "At present, the 11th Infantry Regiment is launching a counterattack, but the mob that has occupied the arsenal has returned. It is still in a stalemate! The 11th Infantry Regiment is requesting reinforcements. "

　　

"Reinforcement? There is still a face called reinforcement? What stupid bastards, what army did the monk Lucaster bring!" Greda heard that the infantry regiment was overwhelmed by a mob He fell on his own head, thinking of the impact behind this incident, Greda also began to worry, the water was too muddy, these grains were all transported from Kyoto, but that is the giant of the whole Kyoto, such a huge The Commonwealth, once venting its anger on food loss to its own head, its own development in the military sector is considered to be the end.

　　

"The news must be blocked, and Lucaster must be found for me!" Gretel took a deep breath and calmed himself down. If it was just a mob, the matter would not be completely irreversible. After a while, the office Door opened from the outside

　　

　　 "Master, are you looking for a small one?" Lucaster walked in with a flattered face

　　

"Let's see for yourself!" Greda sat angrily on the leather chair behind the desk, threw the report he received in his hand, and slapped mercilessly on the annoying face of Lucaster. In the past, although Greda was cold, at least he was still a more traditional soldier, but he only pursued the idea of ​​sacrificing for victory. Lucaster is different. The eleventh local infantry regiment is from the Kyoto area and can become a local garrison in such a sensitive area. Lucaster relies on the background of Kyoto and is stationed in the bustling Kyoto area as a rare one. The local army who can enter the mixed qualifications without too high a threshold, most of the soldiers and officers of the eleventh corps are mostly local nobles near Kyoto, and no children of nobles,

　　

"this is?"

　　

　　Lucaster picked up the report with a puzzled look, glanced at it, and was suddenly silly, impossible~lightnovelpub.net~ absolutely impossible! There are 2,000 soldiers left behind in his own station, how could it be overwhelmed by a mob, the most **** thing is that these mobs even found their food hidden in the barracks! Finished, dead, thinking of the master behind these grains, "pa" report fell from Lucaster's hands to the ground, Lucaster's face was ashamed

　　

　　 "I'll give you three thousand reinforcements from the headquarters to deal with things cleanly! I don't want to hear similar reports again." Greda took a deep breath and waved to him.

　　

　　"What does the adult mean?" Luccaster asked, looking at him in a trance, before he could react.

　　

　　Grett looked at the completely sluggish Lucaster, thinking of this little idiot who wasn't even a bit, and was roasting himself on the anger of the giants of Kyoto, and his low voice suddenly squeezed out of his teeth.

　　

　　 "I'm not interested in who these grains are, but I don't want to be dragged to death together, you know?"

　　

　　 "Yes, my subordinates will go back and deal with it!" Lucaster just recovered, and shook his head in shock, and ran out of the office even crawling.

　　

"It's an annoying guy. I hope this is just an accident!" Gleda rubbed his swollen temples with both hands, leaning on the leather chair tiredly, feeling the tolerance of the leather sofa, slowly closing Upper eye,

　　

Outside the window, a glorious sky flashed a silver electric light, which was a precursor to the rainstorm, and a white line began to slide down from the sky (to be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote, Monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. )