This Game Is Too Realistic

【General Absek, I am Emperor Akbar of Xilan, I am sending you a telegram today for no other purpose, but for the safety of tens of thousands of people in Xilan. 】

[Gu admits that the previous king's handling of the gray wolf army was indeed inappropriate. The orphans and widows were not resettled, and the wounded were not properly treated. However, even so, this is not a reason for your treason and disloyalty. 】

[However, Gu is not a domineering person. For the sake of the friendship of the courtiers, I promise you that if you surrender now, you will not die. 】

[If the general is obsessed with his obsession, causing the people of the Xilan Empire to lose their lives and be infamous through the ages, don't blame Gu for not giving you a chance to turn around...]

In the court of Xifan Port, in a plainly decorated office.

Akbar Xilan fell in front of the case and wrote a 2,000-word appeal to capitulate eloquently, then got up and respectfully handed it to the Weilante officer behind him.

How do I write?

The little emperor's eyebrows were raised upwards, and there was a hint of complacency and flattery in his smile.

However, the Willant didn't even look at it, and just replied indifferently.

That depends on how the person who received the letter responded.

Akbar's smile was embarrassing on his face, but he still laughed dryly twice.

What you said makes sense... I hope that Absek will not be ignorant and surrender earlier.

The Willant officer grinned, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, and suddenly stroked his face again, like petting a very obedient dog.

What a dog.

There was a hint of ridicule and contempt in his smile, which was a contempt from the heart.

Akbar's mind froze for a moment, and he stared at the man in disbelief, not understanding what the guy's gesture of touching his face meant, but misunderstood it as something about men and women.

This guy……

Shouldn't it be good?

Goosebumps rose all over his body, and he took a step back in horror.

The officer didn't give any explanation, and strode out the door with the letter.

There was another person standing in the office, that was a silent old lion clan man.

He used to be a citizen of Xifan Port, a sweeper who worked in the court, and one day he was suddenly given a knighthood for no reason, and then was asked by the Willant people to act as a servant by Akbar's side. At the same time, he monitored His Majesty the Emperor for the Southern Legion.

As for His Majesty's original servants, they have all been driven away and replaced by people from Xifan Port.

Including the so-called imperial cabinet, even the people next to His Majesty's pillow.

What kind of allies are these? They are clearly a group of kidnappers.

The old man sighed softly, looked at the angry little emperor and said a few words of comfort.

Your Majesty, don't be impatient... You don't need to be as knowledgeable as them.

Akbar calmed down, shook his head and said.

Weilant people are temperamental people, and sometimes they have a rough heart... only one can understand.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and stared blankly at the little emperor, as if he saw the deceased king.

picture.

It's so similar...

...

The 300,000th team broke through Lion City!

The good news of the victory spread to Xifan Port, and also to the other front line of the southern army's Borneo province theater—Surak County on the northern line.

Looking at the shocking battle report in his hand, Mrs. Outrevan grinned involuntarily.

This madman.

Bombing a gathering place of millions of people with incendiary bombs, this guy is really good at it.

Isn't he afraid that the fire will go out of control and burn all the millions of animals?

Fortunately, this is the rainy season, and the smoke from the fire urges the rain from the sky.

Otherwise, I'm afraid the whole city will be burned down!

The staff officer standing aside nodded and said in a very soft voice.

But I have to admit, it's really efficient.

The 60,000-man team on the opposite side collapsed directly, and was defeated by several thousand-man teams.

There were also millions of survivors in the city, all that was left with crying and wailing.

Although the consumption of ammunition is a bit large, compared to the benefits, the cost is completely within the acceptable range.

If at this time Mr. Rui Enwan chooses to take advantage of the victory and continue to march eastward, I am afraid that the sky will be in chaos, and the friendly forces will fight against each other for whether to resist this matter.

Especially that Absek.

According to their analysis of the man, the little citizen would almost certainly run away.

Outlet nodded approvingly, agreeing with his staff officer's statement.

...We can follow suit when the reinforcement airship arrives.

On the other side, at the garrison in the middle of Surak County, several patrolling soldiers were also talking about this matter.

At least 10,000 of them must be burnt to death.

Ten thousand?! I think there must be a hundred thousand at least!

Damn, what a relief!

Several Weilante soldiers gathered together, excitedly talking about the victory of Lion City.

They are all under the command of Commander Ross, and they are also witnesses to the Xifan Harbor tragedy.

Due to the rhetoric of the alliance envoys and the cowardice and incompetence of General McLennan, they failed to have a good time at Xifan Port.

Now at last a ruthless person avenged the death of more than 3,000 Weilante residents, and the bad breath in their chests was finally relieved.

Sure enough, the legitimacy of Triumph City has to be the Southern Legion.

Those civil servants corrupted by gold and the landlords of the Eastern Legion have already deteriorated!

Standing next to them, Captain Pete was smoking one cigarette after another. He couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he interrupted.

What's the point? Even if they don't bomb, the group of natives with fire sticks can't stop them.

He thought of those serfs who died in the woods with red clay in their pockets.

His superiors told him not to talk too much, but he still couldn't help but wonder, what kind of hero is he who slaughtered a group of unarmed civilians?

He had never hated his identity and honor so much, and staying with this group of people only made him feel ashamed.

Several soldiers were stunned for a moment, looking at each other speechlessly, only one old soldier said.

There is still meaning, even if it is to disintegrate the fighting will of the Borneo—

What if there is no disintegration? Pete asked back, The same tricks don't always work, and the opponents we encountered this time are many times stronger than us.

We just want to tell them that the number is meaningless! The veteran's temper also came up, his neck was red, and he argued with him, They killed at least 100,000 people in one day, We are telling them with our actions that one or two hundred million is not enough for them to die for a year!

How can it be so easy?

Even if they can exterminate 10 billion mice a day, it is impossible to kill all the mice in the whole world.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, they have never really conquered the land in their hands.

From the day when the city of Avent was founded, their war never ended.

Perhaps they are the furthest from the New Era.

Not wanting to quarrel with his comrades, Pete shook his head, snuffed out the cigarette butt in his mouth and threw it aside.

The serfs looked at him from a distance, met his gaze, and ran away in a hurry.

Pete always felt a sense of disobedience, but he couldn't tell where the disobedience came from.

It wasn't until those serfs disappeared that he suddenly realized that no one was snatching his cigarette butts...

...

In the southern part of Lion City, the houses that were originally densely packed have been turned into ruins.

The fire not only burned the southern city, but almost destroyed half of the city.

Ryan, who entered the city, did not deliberately slaughter the local residents, because there was no need to do so.

Enough people have died.

The survivors, not to mention resistance, dared not even take a breath when facing their noses.

He was not so dazed that he killed people for the sake of killing people. Instead, he ordered his commander-in-chief to hire a group of local people to form an auxiliary defense force to maintain order in the city.

There are still some remnants of the Borneo Army in the city, and many of them have mixed into the civilian population.

These people are a hidden danger.

Since they chose to hide instead of fleeing, it means that they haven't given up fighting.

But they can't hide for long.

Because soon he will follow the example of General Gulyon in Xifan Port, and let some colonized people share a small piece of the colonial cake, making them rich, powerful, dignified... and even become new nobles .

In this way, no one will miss Absek, and they will even praise the colonists of the Southern Legion for coming in time and bringing them out of the sea of ​​misery.

This is called kindness and power.

When the local survivors feel happy as slaves, even the wheat grown in the field can be changed from the credit of the farmers to the credit of the people of Weilante.

At that time, a fertile colony was born.

Maybe there will be some resistance, just like the large and small rebellions around the legion, but it will not become as mighty as a 200,000 army.

The command car of the 300,000th team passed by in a low-key manner on the muddy road. Mr. Ryan Wan deliberately opened the observation window and glanced at his great achievements.

In the downpour, desperate people searched for the bodies of their relatives in the ruins, and some people stared at the ashes of the house in a daze, or lay down on the ground and cried loudly.

Those soulless figures not only did not make him feel any pity, but on the contrary made him feel indescribably happy.

This is what happens when you fight against the Legion!

However, it would be boring to look at the one-of-a-kind appearance too much, Mr. Ryan closed the window again after enjoying himself, and said to the adjutant sitting opposite.

Has the guy named Udono been found?

The adjutant shook his head and said

No... I heard that he died in the fire.

Ryan sneered.

Heh, he's still a warrior.

I heard that guy is also an old part of the Heavenly King Army.

If that guy didn't die, he wouldn't kill him, but would bring him by his side, let him see with his own eyes the place where he fought, his hometown, and even the entire Borneo province... what will happen next What does it look like.

That is true revenge.

After a pause, the adjutant continued with a serious expression.

...In addition, news came from the rear just now that our 902mm heavy artillery was intercepted, and it was the Alliance's Skeleton Corps that intercepted us. More than half of the 340,000th team suffered casualties, and it was the Alliance's armored division that defeated them. The troops stayed together and retreated in the direction of Xifan Harbor.

The casualties of the 340,000th team can be described as miserable.

However, that was impossible. After all, they just ran into the alliance's armored forces, and were later killed by the alliance's air force.

Ryan's face was displeased, but he didn't say much, just nodded calmly.

I already know.

The adjutant hesitated for a moment and asked.

Don't worry about it?

That railway is still very important.

Including the armored train and the 902mm heavy gun on it.

But Ryan was not worried, he just said calmly.

There are 220,000 teams in Xifan Port, and they will take care of the next thing. General Gurion has long guessed that the alliance will attack our logistics with all its strength. He naturally has a corresponding hole card. We don't need to worry about this matter. .”

The adjutant still had some concerns in his heart, but it was not easy to ask more questions, so he had to change the subject.

Then... what shall we do next?

Tiandu.

The word came out of Ryan's mouth, and the corners of the tense mouth also curled up.

Why should we wait until the Outlet guy wins the Dog State? We can completely penetrate the entire Borneo country in one fell swoop while they are still dawdling.

The adjutant was refreshed when he heard the words, and the worry in his eyes was replaced by the burning fighting spirit.

Tiandu!

The capital of Borneo!

As long as it is defeated there, there is basically no suspense in this war.

Looking at the adjutant whose eyes were burning with fighting intent, Mr. Ryan said with a light smile.

... I heard that there is a ridiculously large starship there, but I'm curious what it looks like.

The adjutant sitting opposite him also said with a smile.

It's a waste of money to leave that kind of heritage in this depression. Those useless civil servants are indifferent. Maybe we can use it to build an airship bigger than the Horn.

Mrs. Ryan smiled meaningfully.

That depends on whether the brothers in the Air Force have expressed anything. We can't let them take this advantage for nothing.

...

The torrential rain fell for a long time, from Xiongshi City all the way to Tiandu.

A sentinel in a raincoat was patrolling along the muddy road when he suddenly saw a horse galloping from a distance.

Immediately sit alone.

The commander-in-chief had confiscated all the nearby horses and sent them to the front line, and there might not be a few horses in the entire Niuzhou.

Seeing that unusual figure, the sentry immediately became alert.

He raised the rifle in his hand, aimed at the rider running through the rain, and gave a loud drink.

stop!

The man didn't answer, just ran towards this side.

The sentry swallowed, and he and his companions were hesitating whether to pull the trigger, but saw the horse suddenly exhausted, and fell to the ground with a long cry.

The man was thrown out, the mud was splashed up, and the horse flopped around in the mud, and finally went away with foam at its mouth.

The sentinel and his companions looked at each other, and immediately ran forward, only to find that the man lying on the ground was actually a commander, so he hurriedly helped him up in fright.

Sir, sir...

Isher glanced at him numbly, then looked in the direction of Tiandu City, pushed him away who was supporting her without saying a word, and limped towards the direction of the city gate, regardless of the direction of the city gate. A dying horse fell to the ground.

His hair stuck to his face like wet straw, and his lifeless face seemed to have lost its soul.

The sentry stared at him blankly, watching the limping figure walk away soundlessly, finally gritted his teeth and threw the rifle on his back, and quickly chased after him.

Sir, our post has bicycles... I'll carry you! Hurry up!

After that, he put the raincoat on the man's shoulders.

This time Isher finally had a reaction, mumbled a thank you, and then let the young man carry him on his back.

Two overlapping figures passed through the rain curtain and rushed into the nearby outpost.

Not long after, a bicycle was pushed out, and the sentry straddled it, pedaling vigorously, wishing to step the chain out of sparks.

Isher sat behind him, staring straight at the noisy rain.

He tightly held the package in his hand, which contained a camera, which was given to him by a reporter, and the photos he took on the front line were stored in the camera.

He will never forget those faces in his life.

And in that fire that engulfs everything...

...

Tens of thousands of kilometers away, the sunny and sunny province in the clouds is an ideal city that gathers thousands of blessings.

In the tallest building of that prosperous utopia, the last hearing is being held on the recent uproar.

The council members sitting here will make the final decision on how much budget the company will spend to prevent the Legion from continuing to expand eastward.

Supporters have reasons for supporters, whether it is to get the arms order, or for morality, they must do something.

A contract that is not fulfilled is meaningless, and blind appeasement will only make the legion more arrogant.

The opponents also have their own opinions. After all, these budgets are ultimately paid by all the residents of Ideal City. They have spent enough Cr on irrelevant people in the past two years.

The contract that is not fulfilled is indeed meaningless, but the Legion is like Xiaoqiang who can't be killed and has no long memory. It is impossible for them to play war games with those big noses again and again.

The shareholders of End Point Group spoke at the meeting, maybe they should change to a once-and-for-all method, such as completely dismembering this group of militaristic lunatics, instead of sending them away in waves like this.

certainly.

As for how to dismember the legion, he actually didn't have any reliable ideas in mind.

But that's something that can be discussed in another meeting.

Because of that point of view, it is almost foreseeable that the bickering at this hearing will be extremely heated.

However, the development of the matter is completely opposite. Those directors who were quarrelsome until yesterday are now eerily quiet.

In the center of the wide venue, on a cube-shaped holographic screen, a city with a population of one million is burning.

That settlement is not much smaller than the ideal city, even a little bit bigger, although the former does not have those eccentric technologies, nor does it have those towering buildings.

In front of the cube, there is a holographic light and shadow in the shape of a human.

That person was Li Ke from the Institute's Research Department.

Until this hearing, the most glorious deed in his life was the fall at the gate of Falcon City.

But now, his scientific research ship has flown to Yunjian Province.

...The above is what the Legion is doing in Borneo Province. In theory, it can happen anywhere in this world, just like it has happened countless times before.

The directors can continue to argue, and hope that the video data we provided will not disturb your elegant mood.

No need for words.

The silent image had already said it all for him.

Li Ke shook his head slightly, and the light blue light and shadow disappeared in the spacious venue.

The people sitting in the banquet were silent.

Confusion, anger, and disbelief or unbearable to look at were written on each face.

At this time, Shuyu, the ambassador from the alliance, stood up, looked around at the directors present and continued.

...We have not participated in the negotiation of that ancient contract, but we know very well that a contract alone is not enough to bind anyone.

In addition to ending the war itself, we must try the war criminals and settle the mistakes... Only in this way can we ensure that similar tragedies will not happen again, just like what we did in Haiya province.

Looking at the whispering directors, he spoke in a solemn voice.

We can do what you don't want to do, and we don't mind burning ourselves for the survivors who are suffering.

But relatively, we need your support, support within our ability!

After saying these words, he sat back on the chair and left time for the meeting site.

The meeting room became quiet again, this time even the whispering voice was gone, only eye contact remained.

People seem to have lost the reason to quarrel.

In the face of higher interests, the things they care about are too small.

Seeing that no one continued to speak, the host of the meeting raised his hand.

Vote.

After his words fell, he pressed his hand on the vote counter and cast his own vote.

In less than a minute, the voting was over, and it was still an astonishing 1000:0:0.

In the past two centuries, such a thing has never happened, not even abstained.

History seems to repeat itself.

Just like their parents decided to stay on this land, they made the unanimous choice again.

Surprised expressions appeared on every face, followed by surprises, and even the host of the meeting muttered in disbelief.

As the hammer fell in his hand, an aid package with an unlimited budget was simultaneously passed by the council.

They will provide the alliance with all the help that Ideal City can provide, support their allies and send the initiators of this war to a solemn court!

And at the same time that this aid package with an unlimited budget was passed, an extra news also shook the entire King Gallon Port at the same time.

Lion City Tragedy! The Legion of the South set fire to the city!

The headline of the newspaper is a line of shocking characters, and the red ink is like human blood.

And the picture on the headline is a photo taken when the Horn airship dropped the incendiary bomb!

This photo was taken by a reporter from Survivor Daily, and it is said that it was brought back from the front by a commander named Isher.

Looking at the atrocities that are hard evidence, the eyes of all survivors are burning with anger.

...the dog-like Willante!

Damn it! I'm going to join the army too!

Didn't you say you're going to Camp 101 to learn technology?

Fuck it! If you want to go, you have to kill all these big noses before going!

What the hell...it's really not as good as a beast!

After all, Captain Ryan Wan misjudged the situation.

The survivors in Lion City are still immersed in the pain of losing their loved ones. Although many people did lower their heads, that lowered head does not mean surrender.

Not just Lion City survivors.

There are also the survivors of King Gallon Port, the survivors of Mammoth City, the survivors of Tiandu City, and thousands of survivors.

In fact, he knew clearly that the rebellion on the territory of the legion had never stopped, but he still wanted to use a bigger fire to suppress the anger burning in the hearts of the survivors in this land.

Not only did Ryan misjudge the result, but even Mrs. Outrewan and even General Gurion, the commander-in-chief of the Borneo province theater, were all wrong on this matter.

After learning of the tragedy in Lion City, instead of running away with his tail between his legs like a coward, Absek changed his previous indecisive image. Murderously energized the entire Borneo Province, calling on all Borneo to unite, and threatened to fight the Legion to the death!

Whether this is a political show is anyone's guess, but at least for now he's not running away.

The morale of the sky was unprecedentedly high, and this time even those grassroots officers who were dissatisfied with Absek no longer cursed this hypocrite.

Although it is not as happy as Janusz, at least he has the courage to fight to the death, which is worthy of praise.

At the same time, reinforcements from outside are arriving one after another.

The Expeditionary Force in Borneo Province had contributed to the destruction of the Torch Church, and the survivors in the eastern provinces would naturally not leave them alone.

More than a dozen transport ships arrived at the port of Jin Gallon Port.

A group of soldiers wearing gas masks and carrying rifles on their shoulders silently stepped onto the wharf of King Gallon Port, and walked towards the military base amidst flowers and cheers from the locals.

They are the Death Corps.

Back then in the Battle of Luoxia and the Rebellion of Bone Chewing, they had made great military exploits, and their fearless combat style made countless predator tribes and the expeditionary army of the Eastern Legion fearful!

A total of 5,000 people landed this time, and it is expected that another 5,000 people will arrive one after another.

Looking at the girl throwing flowers by the side of the road, Dayan couldn't help but complain.

Why are we wearing gas masks? Is it just so shameful?

Walking on the edge of the team, he rolled his eyes and lowered his voice to complain.

Do you think it's really appropriate to show up all day with our battle damage?

Big Eyes in Debt: ...Damn, what you said makes sense!

Those walking in the queue wearing gas masks are not only players, but many of them are Xiaoyu's fruiting entities.

After repeated training by Big Eyes, these mentally retarded fruiting bodies finally evolved from lobster soldiers who were shot in line to infantrymen of the First World War, and they were able to charge forward with their bayonets like the clone cannon fodder of the Legion.

The genetic blueprints of these fruiting bodies are the cheapest eaters, and the cost is much cheaper than those clones.

An intelligent player of LV10 can bring about ten fruit entities, but his limit is two hundred!

There is no need to worry about the possible pollution caused by the slime mold variants, the red soil flora will be responsible for collecting their corpses.

The group arrived at the base, and after updating the archives, they got into the car and went to the port, where they changed to a ship heading for Tiandu City.

The river port is busy.

Except for a royal merchant ship floating alone on the river, almost all the cargo ships were requisitioned by the Borneo authorities and the Jin Gallon Port authorities to transport materials and personnel needed for the war.

Looking at the brothers boarding the boat, the edge paddled and shouted at them.

Wilanters have already captured Lion City, and they must not be allowed to capture Tiandu again! Brothers from the academy have already deployed weapons against airships in Tiandu. Our mission is to hold on at all costs!

He was answered by roars of high morale.

Awwhhh!!!