This Game Is Too Realistic

Big, my lord...it's my fault, I deserve to die...I shouldn't...

Next to the pier of Xifan Port.

Najib, who was tied up, knelt on the ground tremblingly, his pants were wet, begging for mercy with a trembling mouth, cursing that he was really not a thing.

However, things were not coincidental, he was damn at a critical point, but his tongue was tied up, and for a moment he forgot which shouldn't to start cursing from.

The fire next to him flickered on and off, and after a while he finally got used to the darkness here.

At this moment, he saw the thick plasma on the ground, the sausages hanging on the broken wooden box, and the white meat discarded on the street... His stomach churned, and he almost couldn't hold it back. Vomit out.

vomit--!

After retching for a while, he trembled non-stop and begged for mercy.

Janusz admiring the expression on his face playfully, like a wild dog with its limbs broken.

That's right, that's right... Orissa, Najib finally remembered the name, and looked around at the people surrounding him pleadingly, It's my fault... I killed him! I beg you all Give me a chance to redeem myself...

Regardless of whether the person was killed by him or not, he could only take the crime away.

he knows.

These people don't make any sense, and they can only stop if they are calmed down.

Seeming to have seen enough of his performances, and as if he hadn't enjoyed enough of the Willanters, Janusz yawned and waved to the people next to him.

Use the flag at the gate of the Governor's Mansion to string up this evil guy.

Najib, who was kneeling on the ground, has not recovered, nor have the workers around him.

However, there were still smart people who reacted, and immediately showed a grin or other wonderful expressions on their faces.

That's a good idea!

High!

As expected of the boss!

In the end, it seemed that only Najib was kept in the dark, looking blankly and terrified at those people approaching him.

You, what do you want to do...Ahh! Don't—! Let me go!

People didn't care about his screams and begging for mercy, they held his arm without any explanation, and dragged him to the direction of the Governor's Mansion...

...

After the defeat of the Weilantes, the commander of the Xifan Port City Defense Army immediately ran away without a trace.

He himself knows the virtues of the people under him.

What's more, they originally only had a team of one thousand, and their weapons and equipment were not much better than that of the guards. At most, they had some artillery and the like.

It's useless to have these alone, the explosion happened from the inside of the fortress.

Not to mention that their firepower was firmly suppressed by the rebels, and in terms of numbers, they were simply vulnerable.

Not to mention, these rebels also mixed with some veterans of the Gray Wolf Army.

Janusz personally led people into the city defense army's garrison, and it was after finishing things.

He thought that there might be a hard fight, but he didn't expect that the commander of this group of guys would just slip away, and the rest of the people saw that the crowds outside were full of people, so they simply raised the white flag and surrendered.

After disarming these leaderless guys, Janusz didn't treat them like the Lions in the port, but broke them up and organized them into his own team, and ordered the tens and centurions to keep an eye on them. After killing the guys from the city defense army, they returned to the port area to continue the unfinished carnival.

This carnival lasted until three o'clock in the morning, and the hoarse screams were replaced by the sound of snoring.

The thugs had finally had enough trouble, and the entire Xifan Port was as quiet as if it had fallen asleep.

And it's eerily quiet.

All the residents closed the windows and doors tightly, for fear of making a little noise and attracting the rebels with cloth strips wrapped around their arms.

They shouted loudly, not only wanting to kill all the Weilante people, but also killing all the nobles and henchmen who cooperated with the Weilante people to establish a country where everything is equal... In the end, not only Willant people.

That Najib was the first to be liquidated.

Of course, this guy really deserves it.

And the irony is that the person who betrayed him was the man of the Long Sticks - a slave who had just been redeemed by him.

In fact, if he hadn't been betrayed, it would be hard to say whether he would have survived.

After all, the place where he hid was really inconvenient. Seeing that something was going wrong, he actually found an empty house of the Willant people to hide in.

He originally thought that those thugs would never dare to touch the Willanters, but he didn't expect them to be so daring to the point of dying, they just kicked the door and broke in.

Regardless of his cries, the angry people took him directly to the port, humiliated him, and strung him on the charred flagpole.

And it goes from bottom to top.

It is said that at the beginning he was still able to scream, but later on the pain was so great that he even bit off the base of his tongue, and he just passed the breath.

As for the long sticks who betrayed Najib, they didn't get any benefits in the end.

The angry insurgents avenged their grievances and revenge. They took the long sticks they used to beat themselves, and beat them to a pulp.

This is not the end.

The real reckoning has only just begun!

Those who wear Weilante clothes and use Weilante things, or do things for the Weilante people, or have dinars in their pockets but no cloth strips on their arms, or fight all eight poles. The guy who didn't know was also accidentally injured by the butcher knife.

Like Govinda's neighbors.

It's just that that guy is too timid, and that bayonet didn't catch on.

People were frightened by this group of red-eyed guys.

Maybe some of those guys were taken aback by themselves, but now, they can only tie the bandages on their sleeves a little tighter.

Otherwise, not to mention that the Willant people came back for revenge, I am afraid that they will be accidentally injured by their own people first.

However, those people who were covered in blood but were still awake were actually a minority.

Most of the red-eyed guys didn't think much about it at all, and were even dazzled by the victory. They even thought that if they didn't talk about the Legion, they would just leave it alone.

This is not Janusz's fooling, they feel so from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, how can the hundreds of thousands of cannon fodder who died on the street be considered human beings?

It was the Weilante guards who fell in the port area. They counted them clearly, exactly 61, no more, no less, and all of them were beaten to death miserably.

And the rest were either citizens of Xifan Port or servants from other colonies of the Legion, and they couldn't make up more than two hundred in total.

Some of them should have taken off their clothes and fled, and they didn't bother to count them carefully.

what legion.

That's all!

...

Church of the Silvermoon Sect.

Isher, who was hiding under the curtain, looked out quietly, frowning tightly.

The believer squatting next to him swallowed and said in a trembling voice.

...these people have gone crazy.

He saw with his own eyes just now that a few men with cloth bands on their arms kicked open the door and dragged a group of people out.

The man seemed to be a security guard at the labor registration office, and he had a slight impression of the guy, who seemed to be a horse tribe.

However, it was precisely because of some impressions that he knew that that guy definitely did not deserve to die...

But those people obviously didn't care that much, the sound of smashing things, men's roars, children's cries, women's screams, and the gunshot that stopped everything suddenly came from the room.

Looking at the group of devils coming out of the door, Isher gritted his teeth, wishing his gums would bleed.

He couldn't believe that these guys were actually his compatriots, even if they were persecuting the Willant people, it would still make him feel a little bit better...

But what made him suffer even more was that the tall and burly image in his heart was collapsing bit by bit.

He had admired Bohr immensely.

He had believed that people could stick together, even a group of people who had nothing and could not even read a few words.

However, the reality gave him a slap in the face.

In the end, he suddenly discovered that he who said some inconspicuous words was the clown who was driven to the corner with sticks by the crowd—that is, the guy named Ken in The Awakened Ball.

The snow in Boulder City fell again and again in his heart, burying all hope and beauty.

He wrote all the hate in his eyes.

He hated the Legion and the Empire, but he hated the insects in front of him even more!

If one day in the future, the survivors of Borneo Province can get rid of this humiliating memory one day, and the person who led them out of the wasteland will definitely trample these evil spirits under their feet, and make an unstoppable death. Bury the rest in the red soil!

Most definitely!

The leader obviously noticed his gaze, but smiled indifferently, and even gestured to him provocatively, as if to say Come out and talk if you have the ability.

It is probably because his superiors have ordered that he is not allowed to touch this church with the moon hanging on it for the time being. The patrolling people passed by here several times, but no one came up to knock on the door.

Even so, no one dared to relax, and no one knew how long this order would last.

After all, these people are unreasonable, they do whatever they think of, and they go wherever they go, and changing one's mind is nothing more than a pat on the head.

...there are too many Willanters here, we shouldn't take them in.

A believer glanced back, swallowed, and said tremblingly.

There are more than 200 Willant people hiding here, even more than the believers here.

Most of them are women, and there are also some children, and their eyes are full of fear.

It has nothing to do with who they are... What we want to abolish are the privileges of nobles and outsiders, not slaughtering unarmed people, otherwise... sooner or later we will become the evil spirits we once feared.

Isher stopped talking suddenly, because he found that this set of rhetoric could not convince anyone at all.

He's still trying to imitate those guys.

At that moment, he suddenly understood what Mr. Melgio had said to him before the sun went down.

This is not going to work...

Taking a deep breath, he changed his tone and continued in a narrative way that all Borneo people could understand.

...Think about it, the colony of the Willanters is not too far from here. When the troops of the Legion come over, the people outside will die sooner or later. And if we want to survive, we must prove our innocence ... They are the best evidence. If they die, none of us will survive. But as long as they are alive, not only we can live, but our family can live too.

The expressions of enlightenment were finally revealed in the pairs of eyes, and some people who were still struggling or hesitating finally calmed down and stopped talking about driving those people away.

Even one person has to remember that not all lunatics are in this city.

Otherwise, as Isher said, they might all have to be buried in the soil, buried with those lunatics...

Sitting on the edge of the crowd, Margaery's face was pale, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she hadn't recovered from the previous shock.

At that time, she didn't even think about it, she didn't even need her luggage, she took Ruby's hand and ran out, ran out of the port area before the battle was over, and hid in this church.

There are actually quite a few people who think like her, but only a few hundred or so have succeeded.

She couldn't even imagine...

If I made a wrong step at that time, what a miserable end for myself and Ruby...

Mother……

Don't be afraid, Margaret held Ruby's little hand, trying not to tremble in her voice, and comforted her softly, It will be fine...don't you still want to play with sister Ansuya? I can see her soon, do you want her to see a Ruby who cries when encountering difficulties? She admires you very much.

With red eyes, Ruby nodded, shook her head again, and finally held back the tears swirling in her eyes, and did not cry out.

Margaery squeezed out a smile from her face, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

So cute...

Weilant people don't cry, our tears are shed the moment we are born.

It was very quiet in the church.

Except for whispers and small sobs, no one really cried out.

Looking at the Willant people hiding in the church, Melgio's face was full of sadness.

The old nun standing aside looked at him and said in a very low voice.

Our food is not enough for so many people, not even enough for one meal. Moreover, if those rebels find out that there are so many Willanters hiding here...they will tear everyone here.

I know……

Melgio looked worriedly at the bright moonlight outside the window, and said with a soft sigh.

But I can't leave these poor people alone...

Although he hadn't been to the port to see it, he could easily imagine what happened there just by hearing the screams.

Even though he didn't like the Willant people, and even hated their noses, he still couldn't push these innocent people into the fire pit...even if he was standing on the edge of the fire pit.

This is not only because of the teachings of Goddess Silver Moon and the Spirit of Sand Sea, but also because of the conscience in his heart.

I know... we can't leave them alone, but it's not an option to let them stay here forever, the old nun said in a low voice with a bitter expression on her face, We have to find a way to send them out of the city ... Only when they leave the city can they be truly safe.

The rebels had only just taken control of the port, and hadn't fully grasped the entire settlement yet.

If you want to leave the city, now is probably the only chance...

But how did so many Willant people get out?

Melgio's face was full of sorrow, and at this moment there was a knock on the door, which instantly made everyone in the church feel their hearts rise in their throats.

Boom——

The clear knock on the door was like the footsteps of death.

Like the compatriots here, Margaery, who was sitting on the bench, held her breath involuntarily and held her daughter's little hand tightly.

But at this moment, a deep and soft call floated in from outside the closed door.

Excuse me... is Miss Margaret in there? The old slave is Sharma's housekeeper... Please answer if you are inside.

Hearing that voice, Margaery covered her mouth excitedly, then raised her hand to signal that the person calling outside the door was herself.

Pairs of eyes looked at her, including Isher who was standing at the door.

Isher was also undecided, and looked at Pastor Melgio standing in the church.

The latter was silent for a moment, then nodded.

... open the door.

Hiding here is definitely a dead end, maybe the person who came in has a way.

As the door of the church opened, an old man with a fairly strong body walked in with a man with cloth strips wrapped around his arms.

Seeing the cloth strips wrapped around his arms, Isher's eyes widened for a moment, and everyone beside him grabbed the weapons in their hands.

It's Janusz's people!

Never let this guy go back alive!

As if seeing the murderous look in those eyes, the old man hastily raised his hand.

Don't get excited... Sahadu, this is Master Sharma's servant. This is my nephew, named Pavin, he may have done some stupid things, but I can guarantee with my life that he and those people outside Not the same, he woke up in time.

The boy named Pavon was obviously also frightened, but seeing Sahadu's eyes, he came back to his senses and hurriedly explained.

I... I was also forced to kill those guys...

How can I trust you. Isher lowered his voice and clenched the knife in his hand.

Pavin swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice.

I can't make you trust me... But as long as you are not a lunatic, you should know that those guys are dead, not to mention that the Alliance will not help them, I am afraid that even that demon Laxi will not give them a hand. I don't want to Death... is that reason enough?

That's enough, the order is very clear. Isher walked up and patted him on the shoulder, then pulled him aside, Please forgive my previous offense, we are just as desperate as you.

After a pause, he continued.

Do you have a way out?

Pavin nodded hastily, and spoke quickly.

Yes... Let me be a ten-man leader. In another ten minutes, at about four o'clock in the morning, this street will be under my control. At that time, I will find a way to drive people away. Many people are in the street. The harbor has been having fun all night, and I reckon four o'clock is when the patrols are most slack.

Noticing the pair of longing gazes looking at him, Pavin felt his scalp tingling slightly, and said in a low voice.

...That is, it is not realistic for everyone to escape, but there are still no problems with a few people.

The old housekeeper named Sahadu also hurriedly said.

I parked a carriage outside the city... to pick up Mrs. Margaret and Miss Ruby.

Margaery asked anxiously.

Can you get some more carriages?

Sahadu swallowed and nodded hastily.

It should be possible...but I have to go back to the master's manor, and I have no way to contact the master now.

In fact, he didn't want to make trouble at all, and he also took a big risk when he entered the city at this juncture. If he was not careful, he might risk his life and his nephew's life.

Margaret gritted her teeth, grabbed Ruby's little hand, then gave the maid beside her a look, and stood up from the chair.

Wait here for me...after I get out from here, I will definitely bring someone to rescue you!

She will not give up on these fellow citizens.

She will try her best to convince Earl Sharma.

Isn't that guy always eager to be promoted to the core power circle of Tiandu with the help of the Weilante people?

This opportunity is here!

As long as he can save some people, even if only a dozen or twenty, after the situation subsides, he can at least be made a duke!

Goddess Silvermoon has witnessed your oath... Go madam, Melgio said softly, I believe you will not forget your fellow citizens.

Margaery nodded seriously.

That's for sure, I can swear to my little Ruby—

As soon as her words fell, that devil-like voice suddenly floated in from outside the door.

Everyone's heartbeat was frozen for an instant, as if under some spell.

Ruby? Tsk tsk... What a nice name.

...

The imperial palace of Tiandu.

Wu Tuo was sleeping soundly in the bedroom, dreaming about battleships and Xilan coins.

However, at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps and a hasty report suddenly woke him up from his dream.

Your Majesty! Something is wrong! Rebels, rebels—

Rebels? Ji Ling sat up from the bed, Wu Tuo hurriedly straightened his appearance, stared at the eunuch kneeling on one knee and asked, Where is the rebellion?

The eunuch didn't dare to take a breath, his head was firmly pressed against the plush carpet trimmed with gold.

... Xifan Port! It's Xifan Port!

Xifan Port?

Wu Tuo was stunned for a moment, the sleepiness that had just been interrupted surged up again, rubbed the center of his brows and said.

Isn't that the territory of the Willant people... I have already given it to the Willant people to take care of it.

The eunuch continued with a bitter expression.

That's the way it is...but the problem lies with the Willant people. The group of laborers somehow ate up the courage and robbed the weapons that the Willant people kept in the port warehouse. Sail Harbor has been taken down!

Wu Tuo's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his mouth opened wide, and he froze on the bed.

Bundle……

The port of the Willante was shot down? !

He didn't even know that the gang of inferior people under him actually had this ability!

no--

If they were really that powerful, how could they be so bad on Mount Shifeng?

Because the expeditionary army was so embarrassing, he didn't even bother to issue an edict to call them back, so he left them in the small enclave of the empire in Haiya Province.

Looking at His Majesty who was stunned, the eunuch stammered.

Those rebels have already occupied the port... The Willant people living there are in danger. I'm worried that the Legion will retaliate against us. We'd better find a way to save the people there.

Wu Tuo came back to his senses, and his first reaction was to ask for help from the Legion, but he soon realized that both Governor Huye and General McCollen had gone home for the New Year.

To be precise, it is the birthday of the second weekend after the Chinese New Year.

Wu Tuo got out of bed and paced back and forth anxiously.

For a moment, he suddenly thought of something, so he hurried to the eunuch, looked down at him and asked.

What about the soldiers trained by General McCollen? Aren't there still some in Shizhou?

The eunuch said with a sad face.

They are all officers and non-commissioned officers, and they add up to just over 1,000. They are not the opponents of the rebels at all...

Wu Tuo asked anxiously.

How many rebels are there!

No, I don't know... It's hard to say the exact number. Some reports say five or sixty thousand, and some say hundreds of thousands. The eunuch swallowed, and said in a panic, Your Majesty... issue an edict. , Only by sending your imperial guards over can we get rid of those guys!

Thoughts in Wu Tuo's mind were spinning fast, he must not ignore this matter.

If he refuses to save him, the Willant people will definitely settle accounts with him afterwards.

However, what he has to consider is not only the safety of the Willanters, but also his own safety!

Now that the Gray Wolf Army is fighting in the Mammoth State, he only has the last card left in his hand, the Guards.

If he sent out his Janissaries, who else could keep him safe?

Do you rely on Tiandu's city defense army?

The most embarrassing thing about the Xilan Empire is this group of bastards, those poor ghosts who smell like mud are useless at all!

Of course it would not work to send the city defense army there, that would be almost equivalent to giving away the head.

Taking the lesser of all evils, Wu Tuo gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision.

Let the Shizhou local army assemble!

The eunuch was stunned for a moment. He remembered that His Majesty had repeatedly emphasized not only to beware of alliances, but also to beware of local forces taking advantage of the opportunity to grow bigger.

Both would hurt the very foundations of the empire.

If the local army in Shizhou is allowed to gather, wouldn't it mean replicating Huzhou and Baozhou in the west? !

The nobles in those places are of course willing to recruit soldiers, but it is difficult to get these soldiers to disarm and return to the fields.

But--

There are Weilante people in Shizhou, so even if the local power grows bigger, there is nothing to be afraid of. Don't say any more, just do as I say! Wu Tuo's eyes shone brightly, and his decisive tone made him kneel down. The eunuch on the ground swayed.

It's not that he was scared to urinate by His Majesty's domineering aura, and it's rare for him to urinate without a tube, but that every time his respected Majesty pats his head and makes a decision, something bad will happen, he is worried Same this time.

How about discussing with the cabinet before making a decision?

He really thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to talk too much, so he could only answer obsequiously.

yes……

Just as His Majesty Wu Tuo's edict and envoys were rushing towards Shizhou, the sun of the next day had already descended on the blood-smeared port.

The rancid smell permeated the entire pier, attracting countless flies and mice, as well as vultures flying in the sky...

It is impossible to count exactly how many people died last night, but one thing is for sure, the cleansing was absolutely thorough enough that even the person in Boulder City looked down on the Workers’ Association from the bottom of his heart, thinking that they and the nobles in the inner city Kent, who is no different, will definitely be silent and speechless.

Enough dead this time.

It is also thorough enough.

I just always feel that...something is not quite right.

In this way, the bloody carnival lasted for two days and two nights.

Until the early morning of the third day, Janusz seemed to have finally remembered what he was going to do, and finally recognized his supporters, so he waved his arms and led the slaves who had broken free from the shackles and chains out of the city, saying To save more slaves.

Slavery must definitely be abolished. The examples of Xifan Port and Jin Gallon Port are enough to prove that there is a chain in this world that is stronger than a contract, and new empires will have to use it in the future.

When he thought of what he was about to do, he trembled with excitement and his face flushed.

It was also at this time that he suddenly felt that the title of big king was still too small, and it was not enough to summarize his own achievements.

Ever since, he rewarded it to his subordinates, and divided it into thirteen great kings, corresponding to the thirteen states of Borneo Province.

As for himself, he proclaimed himself the king of heaven, the only king in the whole world!

In order to make his name sound more resounding, he also fused some legends about Sirius swallowing the sun with the title of Heavenly King, saying that the wolf people have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he is the one chosen by the wolf god people.

As for the future capital of the new empire, it will also be located in Langzhou, which is his hometown.

There are 200,000 people gathered under his command, and most of them are mainly slaves and serfs.

Not all of them were from Xifan Port, and some were from nearby manors.

As for the dock workers who first lit the fire, they became a minority in the team...

This is also inevitable.

After all, although Xifan Port has gathered 99% of the wealth of the entire Shizhou, its population only accounts for more than one-ninth of the entire state.

Everyone in the rebel army knew that only a few people would not be able to cause any big waves. They had to involve more people and burn the fire to a farther place. Only in this way could they hope to survive!

In addition, since they decided to make a big deal, they naturally couldn't call themselves rebels.

Janusz quickly named his organization the Heavenly King Salvation Army, or Heavenly Army for short!

Although it sounds rustic, but enough prestige is enough. Anyway, his subordinates are not very educated.

And the most important thing is that he couldn't figure it out himself. He really couldn't think of a better name, so he could only stuff something bluffing into it.

To be honest, this name really bluffed a man who had just returned to Dawn City from the southern waters for the Chinese New Year.

Heavenly Army!

Why does the name sound like weather in the sky?

When the information about the Sky Army reached Chu Guang several times, it was already the morning of the fourth day after the Xifan Port Tragedy.

That is, New Year's Day in 214 of the Wasteland Era.

At the same time, the thousand-man team led by Ross finally arrived at Xifan Port, ready to start supporting.

There are a total of two transport ships, a supply ship, and a shallow-water heavy gunboat performing the transportation task.

This thing is said to be an offshore ship, but in fact it can also be driven in the open sea.

The legion did not master the technology of mind interference, but the sound waves of a specific frequency emitted by sonar devices can also drive away some dangerous alien species.

The two transport ships and one supply ship will immediately begin the evacuation mission after unloading supplies.

The submersible heavy gunboat stayed on the shore to support.

The plan was perfect.

The only pity is that no matter how you look at it, they are late...

Looking at the messy and bloody port, Rose felt his eyes go dark and almost fainted.

His hands were gripping the railing of the ship's strings to steady himself, and the flakes of paint dug into his flesh.

Standing next to him, McLenne had the same gloomy and terrible expression, holding a telescope in his hand, staring at the port with cold eyes.

I saw a burnt black flagpole on the roof of the Governor's Mansion, on which was a corpse that was almost bitten and pecked by crows, leaving only bones and meat residue...

And there were more left in the clearing, where blood plasma had painted almost every brick red.

That seemed to be a provocation to the Legion.

What's even more ridiculous is that there are still a few 100mm guns they gave to the locals on the port.

Those toothpicks just stuck there, facing him motionless.

Those artillerymen and soldiers squatting on the port didn't seem to pay attention to their four ships at all.

brute……

After chewing the word a thousand times in his mouth, Rose finally let go of the almost twisted railing and cast his gaze behind him.

Not just him.

All the soldiers on the deck were ignited, their pupils were staring at each other, their livid faces were as cold as a blade.

It's a predator...

Rose stretched out his trembling index finger and pointed in the direction of the port, the expression on his face gradually distorted.

Then, he took off the walkie-talkie hanging from his shoulder, and roared in a voice that was almost growling.

Naval gun! Reload!

Give me a blast——!!!

Boom until I tell you to stop!!