This Game Is Too Realistic

After finishing the call with the Alliance, Li Ke immediately sent a communication request to the Legion. After reporting layer by layer, he finally contacted General Griffin, the commander-in-chief of the Legion in Luoxia Province.

However, when he threw out the prepared proposal, Griffin's answer was beyond his expectations——

Dream. Looking at the face in the holographic image, Griffin smiled coldly.

Li Ke froze for two seconds, trying to persuade.

You have no chance of winning. If you sit down and negotiate now, you can keep the No. 2 oasis.

Griffin stared at him for a moment, with a mocking grin on his lips.

Do you think we need that oasis?

Li Ke pressed his eyebrows with a headache.

Negotiating with the Legion is much trickier than negotiating with the Alliance.

He thought he had done enough research and preparation, but the price he offered still didn't arouse the other party's interest.

This couldn't help but make him feel a little frustrated.

Then what exactly do you want? You can always talk about it.

What do you want? Hahahaha.

As if hearing some very funny joke, Griffin suddenly laughed out loud. After a long time, he looked at the man in front of him and continued speaking in a sarcastic tone.

Those who are still weighing the pros and cons will not understand.

Before the person on the holographic screen could speak, Griffin waved his right hand casually and hung up the communication scribbled.

College calls don't have to be reported to me anymore.

The guards in bulletproof armor saluted respectfully.

yes!

Griffin nodded calmly.

Go down.

The guard turned and left the tent.

He was the only one left in the spacious tent.

Sitting on a palm-carved chair, Griffin quietly looked at the silent night sky outside the curtains, and the flickering shadows on the curtains because of the brazier.

Klaas...

McLenne...

The wildest die first, then the stupid.

Even if he doesn't like the style of those two, it doesn't stop Griffin from respecting them.

Compared with those traitors who raised their hands and surrendered and cowards who dared not move forward, they all fought like heroes for the ideal of His Majesty the Marshal to the end, paving the way for the Willant people to conquer everything with their own blood. The road to triumph.

It was agreed to plant the flag of the regiment at the highest point of the Great Rift Valley, and return to Triumph City with the glory of victory...

It's so lonely.

Reaching out to pick up the brass jug, Griffin poured himself a glass of red wine. The bright red in the glass rekindled a trace of desire in the cloudy pupils.

Twisted and stupid guys like you, hell and heaven will definitely not take you in... If that's the case, just stand there and keep your eyes open.

Even if all the plans go bankrupt, he still holds the last hole card in his hand.

He will tell those two idiots with his actions that caution is not out of cowardice, and he who is loyal to His Majesty the Marshal has never been afraid of death.

As long as his sacrifice is meaningful, he will not hesitate to give up this body of flesh and blood.

...I will fulfill your long-cherished wish.

Even at the cost of himself.

Poured the wine in the cup into the brazier, looking at the flying sparks and carbon dust, Griffin's face was burning with madness.

bring it on.

Evil, ugly, chaotic barbarians...

You must have made up your mind.

...

Oasis No. 3, Honey Badger City.

There was a billowing wolf smoke under the towering embankment, and the dusk in the distance came to an end with the gunfire that gradually subsided.

Before the ground troops arrived, the Heart of Steel, guided by the planes of the Goblin Corps, bombarded positions in the suburbs in turn.

The bunkers and trenches standing in the wheat fields were almost completely buried by the dust raised by the shells.

After paying nearly a thousand casualties, the soldiers of the retinue army who were left behind finally couldn't stand the fear of death, raised their hands and surrendered, and walked out of the trenches.

Honey Badger City, which had blocked the Legion for three days, was taken down by the Death Corps and the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom in just two hours.

He rushed to the edge of the city, raised his arms and raised his arms, raised his rifle and shouted.

Brothers! Occupy the City Lord's Mansion! Valuable information and materials are all there, don't let the NPCs take the lead! Remember not to kill those who surrender, try to catch alive!

A group of strength animals following him had green lights that could frighten the children, and the survivors didn't even dare to come out of the house to greet Master Wang.

Aww!

Take them!

It took less than two hours to take down a survivor settlement with a population of hundreds of thousands.

This time the MVP should be right!

the other side.

Looking at the devastated capital nearby, Marshal Yade of the National Restoration Army felt his eyes moist, and his chest was filled with thousands of thoughts.

He got off his horse and knelt on the ground, pulled out the saber from his waist, and stuck it on the ground as a tombstone, and put his palm on the blade to pray devoutly.

Father... Queen Mother... I'm back.

The guards beside him also dismounted one after another and knelt on the ground on one knee.

At this time, a messenger trotted over.

Seeing Marshal Yade kneeling on the ground, he quickly touched the ground with his knees and reported.

Report to your lord! When we regained the embankment, we captured a few lackeys from the Falcon Kingdom... They are installing explosives on the embankment, preparing to blow up the favor bestowed on us by the spirit of the sand sea. May I ask how to deal with them!

Yade slowly stood up from the ground, pulled out the saber stuck in the ground, and handed it to the orderly soldier.

Chop off their heads with this sword, and place them under the embankment.

The eyes of the orderly soldier shone with hatred, he took the saber from the marshal's hand with both hands, and said in command.

yes!

The Alliance doesn't kill prisoners, but they don't have that many rules.

For villains who betray their faith and soul, the desert residents have their own ways to punish those sinners.

After explaining everything, Yade turned back to his horse, waved the reins, and led the guards towards the city.

The battle in the city is over.

The governor appointed by the Falcon royal family had already fled, leaving only one servant in charge of the account who had no time to escape and was captured alive by the people of the alliance.

The City Lord's Mansion is currently under the control of the Death Corps.

And the Restoration Army under his command has taken back the castle and palace that once belonged to them.

The regiment's banner was torn off by the soldiers who climbed the embankment, and replaced with the honey badger king's banner re-woven with devil's silk.

Looking at the flags floating on the embankment, the residents of the city came out of their homes one after another, stood on both sides of the street, and welcomed the soldiers entering the city.

Looking at the ragged, yellow and thin people on both sides of the street, Yade felt a pain in his heart.

Famine in the land blessed by the spirit of the sand sea is simply a blasphemy against the gods.

He looked to the side guard officer.

Open the granary and distribute the grain to them.

The captain of the pro-guards showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and reported in a low voice.

The Granary is under Union control.

Yade was silent for a while.

take me.

The captain of the pro-guard took the order.

yes!

The granary is not far from the city lord's mansion. While controlling the city lord's mansion, the soldiers of the alliance also controlled it at the same time.

Yade noticed that these people were not soldiers of the Death Corps, their uniforms and insignia should be that of the Union First Corps.

Who is in charge here? Looking at the soldiers at the gate of the granary, he called out.

It was beyond his expectation.

It was not a Union officer who came out from behind the courtyard wall, but a plainly dressed woman in jeans and a T-shirt.

it's me.

While standing at the door, Teresa nervously looked at the man on the horse.

As she expected, almost at the moment when her face appeared, Yade, who was riding on the horse, narrowed his eyes.

And the guards who followed him clenched the horse rifles in their hands, and their eyes flashed fierce hatred without exception.

Several Union soldiers looked at each other, stepped forward and stood beside Teresa.

They are not interested in the grievances of the desert residents, but the administrator ordered them to protect the safety of this person, so no one can hurt her.

What are you doing here? Holding the rein with his right hand, Yade raised his hand to signal the cavalry behind him to put away their weapons, and looked at her coldly.

Teresa took a deep breath and spoke truthfully.

I am the person in charge assigned by the Alliance's refugee home... The Alliance handed over the seized food to us for resettlement, and asked me to do everything possible to help the residents here—

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the angry voices of the guards behind Yade.

That's the food that was plundered from our land!

The people of the Honey Badger Kingdom don't need the lackeys of the Legion to rescue them!

Pooh!

You saw it. Yard shook his chin back and squinted at the woman in front of him, The soldiers of the Honey Badger Kingdom don't need your help, give us the key to the granary, and we will help those hungry people.

As for you, go wherever you like, just don't block our way.

He couldn't afford to embarrass a defenseless woman.

But that doesn't mean he will give her a good face.

Facing the chilling aura, a drop of sweat ran across Teresa's fair cheeks.

Although a trace of instinctive panic flashed in her eyes, she didn't back down because of it, she still stared intently at the man on the horse.

How are you going to save those hungry people?

Yade replied without hesitation.

Give them food.

really.

Teresa was not surprised by his answer.

How could princes and nobles who were born in a wealthy place experience hunger, how could they understand what the hungry people were thinking, let alone the experience of dealing with famine.

Like the acting king of Summer, in their eyes, as long as the food is distributed, the problem can be solved easily.

In reality, however, this is far from the case.

The root cause of the famine caused by the war is not entirely the lack of food, but the lack of social order and the stagnation of social production activities.

She doesn't fully understand those complicated theories, but having worked at the grassroots level, she knows that just distributing food is not enough.

Teresa took a deep breath and continued.

... There are 80,000 registered residents in Honey Badger City, and the grain in the granary is only 6,000 tons. How do you ensure that everyone can fill their stomachs?

Yade frowned.

It's not easy. Seventy kilograms per household is enough for them to eat.

Teresa continued to ask questions intently.

Is this true for a family of three and a family of six? What about households who have lost their workforce and residents who are not registered?

Yade said impatiently.

Then divide by head.

That's even more impossible...adults will snatch food from children, and strong adults will snatch the weak and weak. Even if the residents of Honey Badger City keep their own way and don't steal or grab food, someone will buy food from them. There is no end to the food, and when they change their sons to eat each other, they will be sold to them at a high price.

Yad stared at her lividly.

The captain of the personal guard standing aside shouted sharply.

You fart! How could the people of the honey badger royal family do such a thing!

Teresa: Maybe, they are noble and pious enough, but there are obviously ways to avoid tragedy, why must they pin their hopes on morality and faith.

The captain of the personal guard said coldly.

It's not up to the lackeys of the Legion to teach us how to—

Shut up.

Yard scolded him, squinting at the woman.

You said what should be done.

Teresa took a deep breath and said seriously.

Set up relief points in various parts of the city, divide communities, and distribute food uniformly by community as a unit. While helping the hungry, register their names, ages, heights, weights, families, and occupations, and organize people with labor to participate in post-war reconstruction work. and reclaiming farmland beyond the embankment.

Let those who are unable to work live without starving to death, and let those who have the ability to work eat enough and use their energy in the right place. They will be in short supply for a while, but as long as they last the next year's grain harvest, everything will be fine.

Trust me...we have enough experience and ability to deal with it. If you don't trust me, you can send someone to watch me.

Teresa looked at Yad seriously and said.

This is the work experience she has accumulated over the past few months.

This is what the Alliance did in the area around Ruigu City in the south of the River Valley Province. It was more effective than distributing food directly to the hungry.

My lord...she is the princess of the Falcon Kingdom. Looking at Yade who was lost in thought, the captain of the personal guard couldn't help being anxious, and lowered his voice to remind, Those people even blew up the embankment in order to destroy us!

Yade didn't speak, but glanced at the Union flag next to him, and finally looked at Teresa who was staring at him nervously.

Why are you doing this?

Teresa was silent for a while, then shook her head with a wry smile.

I don't know...you may not believe it, but it makes me feel better.

perhaps……

I can only trouble the manager to persuade him.

However, just when she had just thought this way, the development of the matter was beyond her expectation.

Seemingly believing what she said, Yard waved his hand back, signaling the guards to turn around.

Before turning away, he dropped a word.

...If you can't solve the trouble, you can come to the castle to find me.

Teresa breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and said softly.

Thanks.

It is best to resolve conflicts in this way.

She wasn't asking them to forgive Falcon Kingdom for their mistakes, but she still wanted to do something about who she was.

As for the reason——

Perhaps it was because that day on the Heart of Steel, the lord answered when he was asked by Summer, the acting king of the Honey Badger Kingdom, What is my status in staying in the Alliance?

'(She) is one who has been liberated by the Union. '

'... Both the residents of Oasis No. 3 and the residents of Oasis No. 2 are victims of this war. '

There was no hesitation in that voice.

'We're going to free them. '

...

Twelve o'clock in the morning wasteland time.

Another world's official website is full of excitement.

Big eyes in debt: Hahaha! We took Honey Badger City in two hours! Just ask if you guys are awesome!

Quit smoking: 666!

Elven King Fugui: Tch, what is this? We still annihilate a division in two hours! (rolling eyes)

I am the darkest: That's right! And the large troops of the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom have all withdrawn to the No. 2 oasis. Those of you who clean up the battlefield will meet the main force of the ghost!

Construction site boy and Brick: It doesn't matter! No. 3 oasis is liberated by us! (Proud)

Elf King Fugui: Damn!

Irena: Say it's Oasis No. 2 next. (Funny)

The mole on the run in the canyon: Tomorrow we will arrive at Bicester Town. The Legion has built a lot of fortifications there. It is estimated that there will be a tough battle.

Ye Shi: @Battlefield Atmosphere Team Pangolin Brother, where are you?

WC really has mosquitoes: Tell me, what's your situation. (smirk)

I am the darkest: Damn! Where is the person? He was still online just now.

Ye Shi: You won't really do something bad, will you?

An hour ago, quite a few people saw the Warlander bubbling online, and mentioned in the post that he had followed Kerway to retreat to Bicester Town, the logistics hub of the No. 2 Oasis.

As a result, while chatting, people suddenly disappeared.

Thinking that he usually went offline in the latrine, everyone couldn't help worrying.

The @symbol swiped the screen in the post.

Perhaps it was a premonition that someone was arranging himself, and under the long-awaited @of all the players, the warlord finally appeared belatedly.

Cough... There is new news, big news, absolutely explosive!

Fang Chang: Heavy news is okay.

Springwater Commander: You persuaded Kerway to surrender? (squint eyes)

Big Eyes in Debt: How did you persuade me? (smirk)

I am the darkest: Tell me, brother, does it hurt? (curiosity)

Battlefield atmosphere group: Get out!

Fujito: (ω)

Ye Shi: Stop talking nonsense, GKD!

Battlefield atmosphere group: Hey, about the movement in the distant Triumph City... things are a bit troublesome. I just sorted it out and submitted it to the task interface. I will go outside and open a post to explain in detail later.

It took about two to three thousand words, and the Zhandi guy described in detail the interest entanglement of the legion's eastward expansion faction in a newly opened post.

To put it simply, there were three Generals in the Luoxia Province.

The highest rank is the five-star ten thousand commander General Klass, followed by Griffin, and then McClenn.

All three of them were the backbone of the eastward expansion faction of the legion, and they advocated the conquest of the Great Rift Valley, the birthplace of the post-war reconstruction committee, and projected their power to the entire Central Continent through the Great Rift Valley.

However, the Eastern Expansion Faction did not have an advantage within the legion, and even the Eastern Legion did not fully support the march to the east of the great desert.

In order to gain the support of Triumph City, the Eastern Expansion Faction headed by Klass launched the first expedition. However, due to insufficient preparation, Klass died in the first expedition.

Griffin inherited Klass' basic operation in Luoxia Province and adopted a series of strategies. Including economic win over the Buguera Free State, inciting the Bonechewer tribe to sweep across the south-central River Valley Province, military support for the Falcon Kingdom to annex the kings of the Luoxia Province, and so on.

However, his plan obviously did not go smoothly. Not only did he fail to conquer the countries in the desert, he was even pushed back to the No. 2 oasis by the alliance.

Now Griffin has only one card left to play.

That is to sacrifice a team of ten thousand people, himself, and the legion's vassals in Luoxia Province, in exchange for the sympathy of other factions in Triumph City for the Eastern Expansion Faction.

It's not exactly sympathy.

Whether it was for the prestige of Triumph City, or for the promising young officers in the 100,000-strong team, or the gilded Willand nobles who came to the front line, the Legion would definitely respond to this war supported by the enterprise.

The greatest possibility is the battle of heaven between the two fallen empires.

This is something companies have been trying to avoid.

There are obvious differences in the opinions of players about whether to continue playing.

The mole on the run in the canyon supported the continuation of the fight.

The reason is simple, he has just experienced the feeling of a torrent of steel, and he hasn't had enough of it yet. If the enterprise and the legion really fight, the alliance may not be able to fish in troubled waters.

On the contrary, paddling on the edge was a little hesitant.

The situation of No. 3 oasis was beyond his expectation.

According to the incomplete statistics he collected from the Lord's Mansion of Honey Badger City, in just one month of occupation, the total population of the Honey Badger Kingdom decreased by 5%.

Not that he was overflowing with sympathy.

If it was an order from the headquarters, he would go to the No. 2 oasis without hesitation, and fight to the end with those stubborn fanatics.

Just keep fighting, he can't see where the end of this war is.

I am in favor of driving the army out of Luoxia Province. This is the war they provoked, but I am not sure what to do after this. Unless we have the ability to push the front line to Triumph City, otherwise this endless war It will drag us... and all of us into the quagmire.

Fang Chang: Actually, I don't think there is much point in arguing about a ceasefire. If the Legion is unwilling to let go, it's useless even if we agree to a ceasefire. (Squint eyes)

WC really has mosquitoes: How about beheading Griffin? I donate a plane! (bad smile)

Tail: Oh! It feels so exciting! The tail votes! (｀)Ψ

Siss: It's possible if Comrade Pangolin can get his coordinates... But it always feels like it would be worse.

Commander Quanshui: Well, the ideal situation is to capture him and force him to surrender. But to be honest, if he even has the consciousness to sacrifice 100,000 troops... I'm afraid he's already prepared to die I've made up my mind.

The construction site boy and Brick: Big head...why do I have to think about this, just tell me where to go and fight. (Dizzy)

Fang Chang: Because this is our alliance. (squint eyes)

...

While the players were discussing whether to continue playing, Chu Guang, who was sitting in the captain's office of the Iron Heart, was sitting in front of the computer and watching the screen.

Although most of the time his little players are for the purpose of making a living, the suggestions made by Aite and his big Aguang are of no reference value, but when it comes to key decisions about the future of the alliance, Chu Guang is still willing to take a look The thoughts of players and cloud players.

Just like Brother Fang Chang said, this is the alliance of all survivors, and naturally it also belongs to the player's alliance.

What surprised Chu Guang was that this time the pangolin brought him another piece of incredible information——

That is, the governor appointed by Triumph City is heading to Luoxia Province!

And it's going with the task of peace talks!

After finding out the opponent's bottom line, the next thing will be much easier.

...It seems that we really have to compensate the pangolin brother with a set of power armor.

After recovering this unexpected hole card, Chu Guang closed the web page with a smile, and then looked at Xiao Qi who was sitting on the edge of the pen holder.

Xiao Qi, call Vanus for me.

Xiao Qi made a playful military salute.

okay!

After a short wait.

Vanus, who was on duty on the airship, soon came to the captain's office.

He didn't mention Helium III. Chu Guang briefly described the college representative's forecast on the future situation of Luoxia Province and the possible next strategy of the legion with the former captain of the legion, the Willant. again.

After listening to Chu Guang's statement, Vanus thought for two seconds before speaking.

The representatives of the academy should not be joking... If Griffin suffers a serious defeat in Luoxia Province, the Legion will definitely not let this war end hastily.

His statement is conservative.

But Chu Guang could hear what he meant, and nodded slightly.

Ok, I know.

It's not just the academy.

Even the company has discussed with him the matter of accepting it as soon as it is good. Yi Chuan even hinted to him that the Supreme Council is willing to give them a little compensation for this.

Of course, in name or in the name of aid.

The league needs space and time to develop...Now we have won the space, and the time is still a little bit short.

What are you going to do? Vanus looked at Chu Guang.

If the Eastern Legion's garrison in Luoxia Province is the opponent, the alliance will undoubtedly have comparable strength.

But if you take the entire legion as your opponent...

I'm afraid it will be difficult for the college and the enterprise to win decently together.

He was curious as to how the man in front of him would choose.

...I need to buy time for the league.

Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and flicked in the air, unfolding a holographic map on the desk.

The center of the map is the location of Falcon City, the southwest corner of No. 2 Oasis.

There is the capital of the Falcon Kingdom!

... Our pilots managed to gain air superiority with great difficulty. I don't intend to give up just like that. The flag of the Alliance has not yet flown over the capital of the Falcon Kingdom. Let our boys go home now. They will definitely not be convinced.

Vanus looked at Chu Guang in surprise, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

You intend to light this powder keg?

Of course not, Chu Guang paused, and continued, According to intelligence, the governor from Triumph City is on his way to No. Take the capital of the Falcon Kingdom before.

Vanus frowned slightly.

The Legion probably won't just sit back and watch Falcon City be occupied by us... If it really comes to that point, even if the Governor came with the mission of peace talks, the situation here will probably lose the basis for a ceasefire.

Chu Guang said concisely.

So we're not going to occupy there.

Vanus froze for a moment.

Then you mean...

Chu Guang smiled lightly.

We will plant the flag of the alliance on their palaces, destroy their military factories, railways, road networks, and fortresses as much as possible, disintegrate their war potential, and fill up the war weariness of the princes and nobles to the common people... let They pay the price they deserve.

Looking at Vanus with a surprised face, Chu Guang paused and continued.

Then, we withdraw again.

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(Thanks to Schrödinger x for the reward from the Silver League!!! Thanks to the leader of There is a Little Cotton Jacket for the reward!!!)