Pirate Traveling Merchant

The sun slowly set below the sea level, and the dusk halo illuminated the earth, heralding the end of the day.For most people elsewhere, it's a signal to stop the day's work and start resting.

However, for the people of Anasta Island, today's sunset does not mean the arrival of rest time, but the beginning of the clarion call of resistance.As people everywhere began to clash with the army, people were fighting for food to satisfy their hunger, while the army was dissatisfied with the uncooperative civilians.

Two classes and two different ideologies collided crazily at this moment.This is a situation that has rarely happened in the history of this country. The scale of the conflict continues to escalate. Both sides are gradually becoming more and more aggressive and their attacks are getting heavier and heavier.

When night fell, the quiet town that was supposed to be entered was instead full of people's voices. Because the army did not send enough troops to enforce martial law, people quickly broke through the blockade and ran to the streets, looting. eating food, or destroying.

Soon there was smoke everywhere in the town, and the huge fire directly illuminated the entire town.According to past experience, after people got enough food, they would return to their respective residences, and the riots would naturally subside. Therefore, the army did not send more troops to suppress it; Retreat to a safe place and wait quietly for the commotion to end.

However, this riot was completely different from the previous ones because the revolutionary army was involved.People from the revolutionary army mixed in the crowd continued to spread the ideas of freedom and equality.

The people who had been hungry for a day were very angry because of the army's refusal to save them. In the end, they had no choice but to resist and break through the blockade and come out to look for food.Now coupled with the spread of such ideas, what was originally a riot over food has slowly transformed into a war for freedom and equality.

The crowds of civilians marching in the streets and alleys of the town were like countless streams, gathering together to form a huge river, rolling towards the aristocratic area where the ruler lived.

When the people in the army realized something was wrong, it was already too late.Facing the surging crowds, one or two squadrons were unable to effectively stop them. To stop the marchers, the only way to stop them was to gather all the troops from across the country.

In this way, civilians continued to gather and came to the central street leading to the aristocratic district.The army also continuously called back the troops sent out to search for terrorists and returned to the gate of the noble district wall to defend and suppress them.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the two sides formally confronted each other in front of the gate where the noble area and the civilian area meet.People in the noble district also received the news. Some were angry, some laughed, and some were a little scared. No matter what their emotions were, they all believed that this riot would soon be suppressed and quelled. Come down, after all, they have experienced such things more or less in their lives.

After the royal family that ruled this country directly issued an order to the army to suppress it at all costs, they continued to hold a banquet in their palace and ignored the matter.

The soldiers of the army stood on the city wall, looking down at the thousands of civilians below, with deep disdain on everyone's face.They have artillery and guns, and they are not afraid of unarmed civilians at all. Even if they have at most, they are only hoes for plowing in the fields.

In this country, guns and weapons are strictly restricted in order to prevent riots that may occur at any time.

The commander of the king's army, the fat noble general Pela, walked up to the high platform of the city wall and shouted loudly: "Disperse quickly, or we will attack you with artillery."

There is no intention of negotiation, just speaking is a threat.For such an attitude, the people who were already angry at him would not buy his fault at all and directly fought back.

"Fat pig, get out of here and call the king out."

"Who is this fat man? He's already so fat, so don't come out and embarrass yourself."

"Bah, it looks disgusting."

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The civilians below had no intention of hiding their words, and they complained unscrupulously to Pella who was standing on the high platform.After hearing these words, Pei La was so angry that her whole face turned red and her whole body was shaking.

"But... damn it, these untouchables dare to say that to me. Come on, fire on me and kill them."

He had never been insulted like this before, so he directly gave the order to attack.The soldiers who received the order did not hesitate to light the fuse of the artillery. In their view, the civilians who dared to gather here deserved to die.

Hiss, hiss, hiss….

Dozens of artillery on the city wall were directly ignited, and the dark muzzles of the artillery were pointed at the crowd below.People in the crowd noticed something strange and shouted, telling everyone to run away quickly.But it was too late, the fuse quickly burned out, and flames spewed out of the muzzle.

Dozens of lines of fire fell into the crowded crowd and exploded. The powerful destructive force blew the people around them directly into the sky.

People who have been living at the bottom of society have never seen such a battle, and they were frightened to death.Many people began to retreat to the streets of the town, wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.But there are also people who are not afraid. These people are aroused to their ferocity because of the artillery attack.

Roaring and rushing towards the gate of the city wall, he wanted to break through and open the gate and attack the noble area.

The king's army did not panic at the people who rushed to the city gate, because the city gate was built very solidly, with a thickness of several meters. Without using the mechanisms on the city tower, it was impossible to defeat it with manpower alone. It's open.

The soldiers and officers on the city wall were talking and laughing as they looked at the civilians below who were knocking on the city gate with hoes and wooden sticks.They sneered at the stupid behavior of the civilians. In their eyes, this was just a farce. Once they fired a few more artillery attacks, the riot would be quelled. As for how many people would die, They don't care at all.

"Hahaha, a pariah is a pariah. He knows it's useless, but he still stupidly does this futile thing." General Pela laughed. "Quickly refill the shells and give them another round."

"Yes, General." The soldier below replied easily, and then filled the cannons leisurely.

Looking at the dead and injured civilians below, Pella's mood improved. He asked his subordinates to bring wine and food, and started drinking directly on the city wall. In his opinion, the farce was over.

Compared to the comfortable king's army on the city wall, the civilians under the city wall felt like they were in hell.People injured by artillery attacks lay on the ground howling, frightened people ran for their lives in panic, and those who were still resisting cursed wildly, filling the place.

Under the city gate, John, who kept knocking on the hard gate with a hoe, and his friends, faced the motionless gate, and they slowly began to despair.

With red eyes, John kept banging on the door. Due to the reaction force of the knocks, the jaw of the hand holding the hoe was torn open, and bright red blood flowed down. He had no intention of stopping.

He didn't stop tapping until his hand hurt so much that he couldn't hold the hoe.

Looking at the huge city gate, he shouted feebly: "Why, why, don't you give us hope."

The people who were smashing the city gate together slowly stopped. Everyone gasped and looked at each other. From each other's seriousness, they all saw despair.

"Hahaha, you know the despair, you will experience even more despair later." General Pela took a sip of wine and laughed at them. "Aim the muzzle at them." Pella directed his men to aim the cannon at John and others under the city gate.

Looking at the dark muzzle, the despair on John's and his others' faces became even more obvious.The smiles on the faces of the king's troops on the city wall were even stronger.

Pela raised her hand, looked at John and the others with contempt, and said: "Goodbye, stupid untouchables. Fire." She waved her hand down, and the cannon fired a shell.