This Game Is Too Realistic

Rebels...rebels...what the hell are rebels! Ahhh!!!

On the state border between Maryland and Mammoth State, crooked ditches framed a messy battlefield.

The torrential rain was filled with thunder, which extinguished the slowly burning fireworks on the withered grass and covered the wailing of the wounded soldiers in the trenches.

Standing outside the military tent at the front line, General Arayan was on his back, beating his chest fiercely with his right fist.

It was hard to tell whether the frustrating voice was crying or laughing, but it was strangely similar to the captain of the imperial army guarding the gate of the palace.

Damn...

hateful!

Aryan's heart was filled with unwillingness.

He has the ability to fight, and he should have flexed his muscles on the battlefield, but he didn't want to be reduced to such a field.

It's mid-March.

Nearly two months have passed since the sky fell.

In just two months, Tiandu has changed two masters, and Xilan has lost almost all of his land.

The same goes for the front lines.

After nearly half a year of hard work, the Gray Wolf Army was pushed back to the original state border.

At the end of last year, they were still able to fight back and forth with Lassi's men, and even won a few beautiful victories with the tanks sent by the Legion in the New Year.

However, those rebels seemed to be endlessly killed.

They died one after another, and one after another rushed up, biting and biting in the mire with his gray wolves.

Those guys became stronger and stronger. At first they were just a group of stragglers, but now they even use exoskeletons and aircraft.

On the other hand, the gray wolf army was getting more and more exhausted, and even the logistics couldn't keep up.

Especially the northern part of Borneo Province has entered the rainy season.

A sudden heavy rain made his logistical difficulties even worse.

The armored force serving as the spearhead of the attack was stuck in the mud and had no time to retreat. Faced with the division and encirclement of the resistance army and the mosquito attack aircraft roaring in the sky, they were forced to surrender in an organized manner.

Now there are still 30,000 people left in the entire gray wolf army. Not only do they lack ammunition, but they also lack food and clothing.

And because of the previous strategy of clearing the fields with strong walls, there were no villages within a hundred miles, and it was difficult to find local people to borrow some food.

The hearts of the gray wolf army were floating.

No one wants to continue fighting anymore, and there is no point in continuing to fight...

Xi Lan is dead.

Although the signs of the end came slowly, the real collapse of the building was faster than everyone expected.

Just a few months ago, people were comforting themselves that their emaciated camels were bigger than horses, but it turned out that only a few months later, the entire Borneo province could not even find a few people who missed it.

Including his most loyal subordinates.

Hearing that Absek is a member of the werewolf tribe and that his home state, the wolf state, has been liberated, they even have the idea of ​​joining Borneo.

General...can no longer fight, our logistics has been cut off.

Looking at the general standing in the rain and howling, the staff officer Gopal knelt on the ground, ignoring the rainwater swallowed into his throat, looking up at him beggingly.

Now if we turn around and go south to take down Mazhou... Maybe we can save the last breath of energy for Xilan. When the tiger army goes north to take down Mazhou, we will have no chance at all!

In fact, this is the next best thing to do.

The best strategy is to vote for the Mammoth Kingdom, the medium strategy is to vote for the Tiger Army, and the worst strategy is to vote for the Borneo Kingdom.

However, in the face of Alyan, who is not in the oil and salt, he can't tell the real way.

Gopal is now convinced.

This guy is a true loyalist!

They had countless opportunities to stand on their own, but he gave up without exception.

There will definitely be a page for him in the history books of Borneo...

But why...

He happened to be his own general!

Gopal was about to have a heart attack.

shut up!!!

Alayan suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting the outrageous words.

The roar was like thunder, and Gopal almost sat down on the ground in shock.

The face was full of deep hatred, and Alayan wished he could chew the rain on his lips.

Do you think I'm Lassi... that dog who eats inside and outside? My name is Arayan! I'm the military god of the empire!

Gopal looked at him desperately, his lips trembling.

But the empire... the empire has...

The sound of death was drowned in the rain.

His heart was also full of unwillingness.

It would be fine if they could fight an upright battle, but until now they have been defeated by their own people.

That's been the case since Port Cam Gallon.

If Prince Dilip hadn't become like that, stuck in the city and beaten dizzy by that Lassi, even if they had to suffer at the hands of those gangsters, they wouldn't be driven into the eternal river to swim .

That was the disgrace of his life.

It is also a disgrace to the entire Gray Wolf Army.

Alayan knew what his staff officer wanted to say, but he didn't want to listen to it at all.

After a while, he suddenly let out a long sigh as if he had figured something out.

You go.

I... Gopal was stunned, unable to understand what he meant.

Alayan was silent for a while, and then continued speaking at a gentle speed.

Whether you go to the north or the south, I will not stop you. It is a bit difficult to be a general with your talent, but it is not a problem to be a staff officer.

As he spoke, he looked towards the trenches in the distance, as if speaking to Gopal, but also as if speaking to himself.

You have been with me for so long and have gambled all your wealth. You just want to gain fame and return to your hometown. But now the fame is gone, and many brothers are still disabled and forced to rebel... I will stay Then you can’t talk about it.”

You take the rest with you.

It was quiet in the torrential rain, only the sound of the rain hitting the soil.

Gopal's eyes widened, looking at his general's back in disbelief, speechless for a moment.

He guessed what he was going to do, but didn't know how to stop him.

And at this moment, Alyan yelled again.

Get out!!

yes!

Gopal yelled hoarsely to accept the order, gritted his teeth and got up from the muddy ground, and staggered towards the barracks while moving his legs step by step.

The rain blurred his vision.

Also blurs the Arayan.

Wow--

It rained harder.

There are roars of wind and thunder everywhere, just like the doomsday two hundred years ago, as if the whole world was about to be engulfed.

I don't know how long I stood in the rain.

In a trance, Alayan saw through the rain curtain and saw many figures.

Those people stood quietly outside the trenches, on the ruins of the village filled with rain and fog, just watching him in silence.

Alayan's eyes widened, but those people disappeared again, and he didn't see them again until the rain blurred his vision again.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered who those people were.

They are the innocent souls who died on the state border...

They are coming for their lives.

to him.

And the empire that guarded him.

Hahahahaha!

Aryan suddenly smiled.

He turned his back to the sky, laughed wildly for a long time, and suddenly pulled out the gun from his waist.

It turns out that there are really ghosts in this world...

He used to think it was a joke.

I curse you...

Alayan's face was ferocious, he opened the safety valve and pressed it against his own jaw.

Lassi...

And all of you...all the rebellious officials and thieves...you will all die!

Even if you turn into a ghost, even if you can't reincarnate forever... I will drag you into hell!

I'll be waiting for you there! Waiting for your mother to come down to accompany me! I want to fight you again!!!

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

As if beckoned, Arayan let out a final roar, then yanked the trigger and wrote the last stroke of loyalty.

boom--!

Flames flickered, and he crashed to the ground.

At the moment before his consciousness fell into the abyss, he vaguely remembered that a certain Chief Wan under his command died like this.

At that time, he only felt sorry, that person didn't have to die, but now that he thought about it, he seemed to be the one who couldn't see clearly.

A long, long time ago, his legs had been buried in the red soil, but they had not been buried for a long time.

Perhaps, he should have died long ago...

...

The torrential rain lasted for five days and five nights, and it didn't stop until the morning of the sixth day.

However, this year's Mammoth State is not like previous years. Although the Tasang River flooded for a while, it did not turn the entire southeastern part of the state into a swamp.

Lacy is a person who borrows and pays back.

Although he blamed the dead man for blowing up the embankment, he still cleaned up the mess.

Since the policy of exporting labor services was implemented, the Mammoth State authorities used the cement bought from Xifan Port to build a larger dam on the Tasang River, equipped with a generator, and planned out the dedicated flood storage area.

The original embankment was the private property of the nobles, but today this embankment will serve everyone in Mammoth State.

In addition, the authorities also expanded the irrigated area from the land originally belonging to the nobles to various villages used to resettle refugees through irrigation canals.

Even though the veterans of the Moon Clan's Resistance Army didn't like his behavior, they had to admit that this guy was indeed a capable person in a certain sense.

He is using specific methods to solve specific problems...

In the barracks.

Shava, the captain of the stormtroopers, opened the curtain and walked into the tent, and reported to Lassi, who was looking down at the map.

The gray wolf army has retreated.

Lassi was not surprised.

If it hadn't been for the rain for too long, the five divisions he deployed on the border might have surrounded the opposite side.

Where are they going?

Shava whispered.

Going south...

south...

Actually went south.

Lassi was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt melancholy. It seemed that Alyan really hated him.

Going south is the next best thing to do.

Whether it is to vote for the Tiger Army or take Mazhou to stand on its own, there is no future. It is even better to gamble on Absek's heart and spirit by going to the West to vote in Borneo.

Huzhou has strong neighbors on one side facing the sea and three sides, and it is impossible to open up strategic space at all.

The location there determines that no matter how big the local warlord is, he can only be a king of the mountain, and one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

If he is in the position of Alayan, he will definitely go north to rely on himself, and only he will reuse him.

After all, the Moon Clan's resistance army is not monolithic, even from the perspective of checks and balances, it is beneficial to take him in.

Looking at Lassi with melancholy eyes, Shawar continued in a deep voice.

In addition, we caught several deserters from the Gray Wolf Army on the border. According to them...their general died.

Dead?! Alyan? Laxi looked at him in astonishment, stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder, How is it possible?! How did he die!

Looking at the anxious officer, Shawa smiled wryly, shook his head and said.

...I don't know, I only heard that it was suicide.

Lassi let go of his shoulders, stared blankly, and froze for a long time.

After a while, he finally came back to his soul, looked at his subordinates and said.

Hands down, Arayayan died in the bombing, we won the battle.

The guy is not a good guy, but a respectable opponent...fly him at half-staff.

Suicide is too shameful.

That guy shouldn't have ended up like this.

After all, he was his opponent who had been fighting with him for more than half a year, and he wanted to save him some face.

Shawar didn't ask much, and nodded.

yes.

...

...Extraordinary! Mosquito attack planes show their power! The Imperial God of War is dead! The gray wolf army is defeated!

Xilan is dead!

On the streets of Port Kingaron, newsboys with backpacks on their shoulders yelled from street to street, and passers-by heard them pull out four-gallon coins to buy a still-warm newspaper from him.

Seeing the news in the reprinted newspaper, everyone on the street whispered in amazement.

Alayan is actually dead?!

It was still bombed by the plane!

Damn, that guy should have died a long time ago!

I don't know if Wu Tuo will be pissed off and stay with him.

Hahaha!

There was a lot of ridicule on the street, but no one could be found to shed tears for the empire.

And on the Yongliu River more than ten kilometers away, a man who was bedridden ruthlessly threw the newspaper in his hand to the ground.

Bitch!

Wu Tuo cursed, his eyes bulged like goldfish, and suddenly coughed.

The eunuchs next to him were taken aback, and rushed up to him. Some felt his pulse, and some tried to wipe his sweat with a towel, but Wu Tuo pushed him away.

roll!

The voice was like thunder, and all the eunuchs were frightened to kneel on the ground and retreated to the side with their knees.

Hearing the voice in the bedroom, Prince Dilip came in from the outside and happened to see the newspaper on the ground.

Subconsciously, he wanted to bend down to pick it up, but saw the headline of the newspaper, and took his hand back tactfully.

[Akbar Xilan arrives at Xifan Port! Meet with Gulion, the three-star ten thousand commander of the Southern Legion, and discuss the establishment of the Xilan King's Court in the three northern states. 】

It's good to have a separate one.

This is already too lazy to act.

Prince Dilip sighed softly in his heart, and walked to Wu Tuo's bed.

Your Majesty... You should listen to the doctor's advice and watch less news, so as not to hurt your health.

Since the last time he fainted, Wu Tuo's body has been getting worse day by day, and now he can't even get out of bed.

Seeing Prince Dilip looking at him with concern, Wu Tuo suddenly grinned, supported the bed with his elbows, and sat up with half of his body.

Dilip...do you know why I didn't take you to the west?

Is there any reason for this, because the Heavenly King Army is to the west...

Dilip couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, lamenting that His Majesty had really lost his mind, but he lowered his head and dared not speak out.

Your Majesty... please forgive me for being stupid, I don't know.

There was a rosy glow on Wu Tuo's face, and a slight smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

We and the legion are actually colonists, but the objects of the colonization are different...so we are natural allies. This is not determined by any geography, but something more essential.

However, precisely because we are all colonists, we can only enjoy happiness together, and we cannot share weal and woe... Once we are in trouble, they will bite us hard and unceremoniously.

There are many things that you can't know when you are in the game, but you can see clearly when you are outside the game.

It was only after he came out of Heaven that he figured out some things.

Those old nobles who cheered Your Majesty is wise didn't really think that he was wise.

Those who stood on the shore watching him really regarded him as a monkey.

In the past, he lamented that he was surrounded by fools, and there were not many people available in the huge Borneo province. He came to Jin Gallon Port and suddenly woke up from his dream.

It's not that there are no available people in Borneo Province, but those who have real skills are unwilling to be used by him, and his tolerance cannot tolerate those people. As time goes by, only the really stupid and smart people who pretend to be stupid are left around.

Maybe he should have died sooner.

Wu Tuo let out a long sigh, and suddenly felt sorry for those courtiers who suffered with him.

It's hard for them...

Dilip, what I regret most now is sending Akbar to the north... At that time, I only thought that I couldn't put all my eggs in one basket, and I had to leave a trace of blood for the Xilan royal court, but I didn't want to harm All the survivors in the Borneo province have suffered.”

That scoundrel still can't see clearly...Wilanters are wolves in human clothing. But I can't blame him either. I taught him myself, and I can't see clearly myself. I didn't realize until the end.

Dilip raised his head hastily, but was startled by Wu Tuo's black Yintang.

What are you talking about...Your Majesty, what is the end?! We still have three armies in our hands. As long as we let them join forces in Jingalun Port, it will be sooner or later to regain the land of Xilan—

No more, Wu Tuo waved his hands, coughed, a burgundy cloud appeared on his face, and smiled with a dry corner of his mouth, Yesterday I had a dream, guess who I dreamed of? That fellow Alayan...hehe, that guy knelt outside my door, I called him in to talk, but he got up and left.

A trace of sweat oozed from Dilip's forehead.

He did hear some pretentious rumors, but he did not expect that these rumors would reach His Majesty's ears so quickly.

Who on earth brought these news to His Majesty? !

Not just the entire empire, could it be that they can't even control the people around them?

Dilip broke out in a cold sweat, but Wu Tuo didn't take it seriously and sighed to himself.

I'm sorry for him, and I'm sorry for the soldiers of the Gray Wolf Army... They are all loyal young men, and they are the most loyal young men in the entire empire. It is the widows who are incompetent, not them.

Dilip knelt down on the ground, and begged with his forehead pressed against the ground.

Your Majesty... please stop talking, your body...

It’s useless to say or do anything now, it’s better not to know than to know too much, the most important thing is to survive.

Now that the dazed prince has gone to Xifan Port, if something happens to His Majesty, it will not be as simple as setting up another royal court. The legitimacy of the empire will really fall into the hands of the Legion!

However, Wu Tuo didn't listen to him to stop him, but just said to himself.

No! I have to say...my body is already overwhelmed, and I won't rest in peace until I finish my words...

While speaking, he coughed twice again, but this time he coughed up a trace of blood.

The nearest eunuch saw the trace of blood, got up from the ground with a pale face, and hurriedly grabbed the pills from the tray on the bedside table.

Your Majesty, take medicine...

roll!

Wu Tuo roared angrily, pushed him to the ground, and sat up as if he had returned to the light.

What I want is not medicine!

He took this medicine every day, but he never got better. Instead, his health got worse and worse.

No matter how stupid he was, he somehow sensed something. Someone wanted him to die.

That person is not the Union.

Not King Galleon either.

Not even Lassi, who hated him, and those warlords who were obedient and obedient.

Wu Tuo stared at Dilip who was kneeling on the ground in panic with his protruding eyes, as if just these things had exhausted all the strength in his body.

He stretched out his trembling index finger, pointed at his younger brother, and made the last sound with his dying body.

I, the emperor of Xilan...

I want to pass the position to...

However, it is pitiful for that tricky good fortune, or it may have done too much injustice.

The open-mouthed Wu Tuo almost said Dilip's name, but swallowed it at the last moment.

Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!! What are you all kneeling there for? Hurry up and save people!

Looking at his brother lying on the bed, Dilip cried into tears, yelling hysterically, urging the eunuchs who hurriedly got up.

He doesn't want to be an emperor.

He just wanted Wu Tuo to wake up and carry this heavy burden again.

The room was full of crying and crying.

Getting to the bed, the eunuchs hurriedly helped His Majesty up, stuffed the pill into his mouth, and gave him water to drink, only to find that he finally swallowed his last breath.

His Majesty!

Wake up, Your Majesty!

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!

Sad cries filled the entire room, not just Prince Dilip who was crying loudly, but almost everyone could not help crying, washing their faces with tears.

Except for one person.

It was a young court lady.

At the age of eighteen, she has a beautiful face and figure, and her appearance is like a lotus in midsummer.

She was born in a small aristocratic family in Port Jingallon, and lived a pampered life since she was a child, just like the men and women depicted in The Story After the Rainstorm.

Later, Governor Nihak was imprisoned, and her family also declined. As the second daughter, she had to show her face to make a living, working in the theater in the port area.

She is a person who goes with the flow, has seen the prosperity of the new era, and doesn't miss the nobility of the old era so much.

Money is enough.

As long as she has money, she can live a better life than before, even more like an aristocrat than her old father who was kneeling on the deck of the Royal Merchant Ship, begging for food with snot and tears.

It also happened that just two months ago, her distant uncle found her and asked her to do something.

Her uncle promised her a lot of money when it was done, money that she would never earn in her entire life.

She agreed without hesitation.

With the help of her uncle, she followed the crew to perform on this ship, and without any accident, she was caught by Wu Tuo, who was entertaining the guests, and was accepted into the palace.

Her job is very simple, just replace the medicine prescribed by the doctor for Wu Tuo with sugar pills, and talk to him about King Gallon Port from time to time beside her pillow.

It's not necessary for her to be very straightforward, as long as he realizes how failed he is as the emperor.

Walking outside the cabin, she took out the bottle of sugar pills from her sleeve, poured all the pills into the river, and watched them disappear into nothingness in the undulating river water.

She didn't care if it was sugar pills or poison, those things didn't matter anymore.

That useless old guy's legs had already taken root in the red soil, so it didn't make any difference if he died early or late, even if someone pushed him or not.

Rather, he has to thank himself for saving him from being the king of subjugation.

She took out a small earring and hung it on the crystal clear earlobe, her red lips curled up into a shallow smile.

uncle.

That person is dead, can you tell me the password of that card?

The surging river buried the last conspiracy.

While the veterans of the empire were still mourning, a telegram was sent to Xifan Port.

The headquarters of the barracks.

Looking at the telegram sent by his confidant, General Gurion finally curled up a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Half a month had passed since that trial, and he hadn't heard good news for a while, and now some good things have finally happened that deserve his knowing smile.

very good!

After dropping these words, he slapped the telegram on the command table, and then walked to the map.

After staring at the strategic deployment on the map for a long time, he looked back at his confidant and ordered.

The 'Migratory Bird' project is terminated, and the 'Cuckoo' project is activated, so that Akbar is immediately ready to ascend the throne and inherit the Wutuo throne.

In addition, an ultimatum was issued to the Mammoth State authorities, requiring them to immediately withdraw their troops from the three northern states and return the three northern states to Xilan's new king Akbar! The Legion will not abandon its allies. If these rebels do not From now on, we will avenge Arayan!

In addition, in the name of the Xilan Royal Court, a telegram was sent to Borneo asking for military access. If they refuse, we cannot guarantee their absolute safety.

Hearing this, his confidant immediately stood up straight and gave a military salute.

yes!

Looking at the confidant who turned and walked out of the military tent, General Gurion had a happy smile on his face, and looked again at the map that had been divided into several pieces by his battle lines.

The three northern states are currently under the actual control of the Mammoth State. There are about five divisions deployed on the border of the Dog State, mainly light infantry and artillery.

Three teams of 10,000 people are enough to penetrate there.

Once he wins the Dog State, he will be able to start the second phase of the offensive - attacking the heart of Borneo, the Niu State where Tiandu is located, from the west and north.

All the preparations are in place, only one gunshot is missing.

He had planned for this day for too long.

The good show is finally about to begin! (end of this chapter)