When Lord Lorraine led his army to the city of Mulhouse, the whole city was already as lively as a pot of boiling water.
The streets of Mulhouse were already deserted, and all the people were out in force, grabbing people with red names in exchange for bounties, as if they were participating in a lively national fitness campaign.
Everyone, men, women, old and young, devoted themselves wholeheartedly to playing a treasure hunt game with the goal of annihilating famous celebrities.
It was so chaotic that when Lorraine walked into the city, she saw such a ridiculous mirror image.
The men carried iron picks, the women carried wooden sticks and pokers, and the children and the elderly carried bags and ropes, running around happily following the rumors.
When they heard that the city lord was hiding in the sewers of the West District, the crowd roared and rushed to the West District. Then they heard that the tax collector was hiding in the dilapidated courtyard of Nancheng, and the crowd rushed to Nancheng with shouts.
past.
However, these guys are just joining in the fun and making noise, just like the people who went crazy to buy salt after hearing that salt can protect against radiation, with the mentality that it doesn't matter if they can't get anything, as long as they get it, they will make a lot of money.
Anyway, they seemed to be having a great time, venting all their frustration at being occupied by the Semites into this nationwide manhunt.
The real professionals are those who keep their eyes on the target.
They usually come in groups of three or five and have already planned who they want to attack.
For example, officers in the army, of course, are not good at the level of squad leader. If they are caught, they will be sent to a forced labor camp for two years at most, with no reward.
Those at the level of regiment leader basically have a red name and have not left. And the city boasts an army of 200,000. No matter how hard the city lord eats his salary, there will always be more than a hundred colonel-level officers.
They are the first choice targets of these heroes.
In order to make money, they even send people to secretly track the target 24 hours a day in order to accurately grasp the target's movements.
Although this is a bit harder, everyone has a hard-working background. It's not like those second-generation aristocrats who can do evil and make money with the help of a good father. How can it not be hard?
Ever since they were young, the saying "Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat" is universally applicable and irrefutable truth has been deeply imprinted in their minds.
When chaos broke out in the city, they immediately gathered their accomplices and headed straight for their target.
Some bastards had even stepped on them a long time ago, so they lurked near those people's houses. While the celebrities were panicking, they suddenly rushed in and captured them with three strikes.
Of course, there are also mistakes, such as someone who is smart and has already run away, or like the Lord of Mulhouse or the nobles, they have known about this day, are fully prepared, and have a large number of guards around them. As soon as they hear the news of the chaos, they immediately
He jumped on the carriage, whipped his horse, and galloped away.
Even a brave man with fast legs can only look at the smoke and dust they raise on the horizon and sigh.
Along the way, Lorraine kept seeing people escorting and annihilating people tied up with five flowers, and proudly sending them to the coalition forces. The faces of the people around him had various expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred. They were talking loudly on the street about how much this guy was worth.
How much.
"It seems that as a trading city, the people of Mulhouse have good economic sense." Lord Lorraine muttered secretly in his heart, and suddenly remembered that when he was playing games, a group of players chased the famous players all over the world. What if?
Then again on that unlucky guy
With a year or two of top-quality equipment... He couldn't help but wonder for a moment, when those bounty hunters were chasing the Lord of Mulhouse, would they be waving their knives while shouting something like 'kill the boss'?
, the best equipment...'
The coalition troops followed the Lord and slowly entered the city. The team headed straight for the city lord's palace in the center of the city. From a distance, you could see the golden cross flag of the Holy See flying high in the square.
But the scene in front of them shocked Lorraine and the others. The scene here was more lively than on the street. The square was crowded with people.
The liberated citizens of Mulhouse were celebrating Sunday, happily engaging in a popular sport - robbery!
Countless people went in and out of the city lord's palace and surrounding government agencies and noble residences, moving all movable things back to their homes.
Someone is carrying a chair on their shoulders, and someone is carrying a table together.
There was a fat aunt carrying a big pot and two big buckets of oil. The total weight of those things weighed sixty kilograms, but she still walked quickly and kept shouting at the people following her.
: "Daddy, hurry up. Before that tough guy Lorraine comes, let's put our things at home quickly. We can come again..."
Not far away, a burly butcher carried half a fan of a big fat pig, pushed aside the people next to him, and walked forward in a noisy manner.
On the other side, a child with a runny nose was crying, holding a decorative painting in his hand, and staggering forward.
From time to time, the woman next to him holding clothes and blankets would slap him on the back of the head and encourage him to move forward.
These common people were simply a group of professional demolition teams. They took away almost everything, even the window lattice and door panels were removed and carried away.
Lorraine even saw a few people carrying a large bed, shouting slogans and running fast. The bed was also covered with gorgeous sheets.
Not only that, those people were extremely shameless.
They would run through the streets with all kinds of stolen goods, brazenly showing off their harvests, or they would make an appointment to leave the things at home and pick them up somewhere else.
Sometimes, they even walked directly through the ranks of the Holy See Army without avoiding suspicion at all. Some people even ran straight to the front of Lord Luo's group. Even though there were guards nearby who shouted loudly, they still kept mumbling.
His yellow teeth showed a shameless smile, and then he quickly ran to the side.
The prince couldn't help but let out a long sigh after looking at it: It seemed that he was going to lose money on this trip.
As a modern man, he never underestimates the diligence, wisdom and bravery of the working people.
According to his estimate, in those robbed places, there should not even be floor tiles left. If not stopped, the citizens would sneak over again at night and remove all the wall tiles.
I don’t know who started the robbery. After the first citizen who came to catch Hong Ming saw the target running away, he took away what he was interested in with the mentality that the trip would not be in vain.
When other citizens saw people moving things from the city lord's mansion and the nobles' homes, they immediately jumped in. If others moved but they didn't move, they would suffer a loss. Things soon got out of hand.
In this regard, the rebel army composed of members of the resistance organization was helpless. They originally wanted to defend the city lord's palace, but they were pushed away by the surging crowd in less than a second. After all, they only had a hundred or ten people.
After all, their confidence is quite lacking.
If that offends the common people, then someone in the crowd shouts, "That so-and-so is also famous. Everyone, arrest him quickly."
Then they all had to be chopped into dumpling fillings by the red-eyed people.
Lorraine and the team squeezed through the lively crowd and arrived in front of the city lord's mansion.
I saw the artistic blue flag of the De Rossi Empire being torn off and thrown to the ground, letting the passing citizens trample on it. Some people turned around and vomited violently after passing by.
In a short period of time, the flag had been trampled on and turned so black that it was almost impossible to distinguish its original color.
In front of the city lord's palace, a small group of cavalry was waiting in formation.
The cavalry captain who knew he was in trouble looked at Lord Lorraine carefully. The soldiers behind him were excited and excited. When they saw Lord Lorraine coming, they puffed up their chests proudly.
Lorraine looked at this group of scout cavalry, holding his whip and rubbing his forehead in distress. Should these guys be rewarded or punished?
The cavalry captain looked at Lord Lorraine's face and couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. He stood up straight and said, "Commander Qi, I, we know we were wrong."
Lorraine waved his hand, showing a toothache expression, and said: "Congratulations should be given to you. You have created a history. Only twenty-six people conquered a big city."
No matter what, this is always a publicity thing. Publicizing it publicly is very effective in boosting people's morale and demoralizing the enemy.
Emperor De Rossi painstakingly managed the iron wall defense line, but was the first to be breached by a small group of reconnaissance cavalry. In future generations, it would also be an excellent script for an action blockbuster costing hundreds of millions.
However, the premise is that we cannot let directors from the Chinese dynasty, otherwise we will just be left with struggling people. Of course, we cannot let France film it. Those grandsons were good before, but now they are just playing stream of consciousness and petty bourgeoisie.
Sentiment and all that, it's not much better than shit.
And the Indians... While Lord Luo was thinking wildly, the bells of the cathedral on one side of the square rang cheerfully.
Amidst the cheerful bells, people cheered and shouted loudly, carrying the demon statue erected by the De Rossi Empire out of the church, and then smashed it to pieces on the street.
When the head of the demon statue rolled to the ground, people suddenly burst into cheers like a tide. Then they danced on the debris to the music, celebrating their liberation.
The Holy Cross flags of the Holy See were hung on both sides of the street, and countless ribbons and bouquets of flowers were flying on the street.
As the soldiers of the Holy See Army walked through, they were either given a large glass of bad wine by an enthusiastic hotel owner, or stopped by a wrinkled old woman who looked at the Holy Cross signs on their bodies with tears in their eyes.
then hugged them and kissed the Cross
Kissed again and again... Of course, occasionally a bold young girl would run over and kiss a soldier hard on the face. Every time this happened, there would be a howl of wolves. That lucky bastard
He would be beaten and kicked by other soldiers.
For those enthusiastic people, the soldiers often took out the cans, cigarettes, and toffee they carried with them and distributed them everywhere.
Canned goods and cigarettes were a little better. As soon as those milk candies were taken out, they immediately caused a huge sensation among the children.
In this feudal era, except for the brats of big landowners and noble families, who has ever seen this?
Usually, they rarely eat sugar or salt. They usually pick their noses and stuff them into their mouths to replenish the salt lost in the body.
And this is milk candy. For children, it has a fatal temptation.
After tasting them one by one, they all shouted and followed closely behind the soldiers, eagerly waiting for them to give them a few more... Lorraine looked at them all smiling and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
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At this time, the leader of the rebel army hurried to Lord Lorraine's horse, bowed deeply, and said loudly: "I, the leader of the resistance organization, Tayard, see the marshal."
This leader is an experienced old man with fair skin and fine clothes. He looks like he belongs to the upper class. There are not many such people who can stay to organize and lead the underground resistance army.
Lorraine jumped off the horse, stepped forward and shook hands with him, saying: "I have recorded your contribution, and our coalition will reward you based on your merit."
This made Tayard flattered, and he bowed repeatedly and said: "As a Mulhouse, this is what we should do. It's just a pity that we let the bastard city owner escape. He has already dug a tunnel in the city.
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Lorraine shrugged indifferently and said: "Although the land illuminated by the God of Light is vast, it cannot tolerate the traitor's left hand.
One day, we will capture him and accept God's punishment.
However, the city cannot continue to be in such chaos. I need your people to act as guides for me and quickly stabilize the order in the city."
Tayard bowed and said, "Let me do as you please."
Lord Lorraine then sent a large group of troops to the streets to maintain order. Soldiers wearing silver armor and holding swords stood on the street. The effect was very obvious, and the city of Mulhouse quickly settled down.
After listening to the story told by the captain of the reconnaissance cavalry, Lord Lorraine lamented that in troubled times, monsters will always appear, and then thought about whether he could change his strategy, instead of pushing through one city after another.
xxxxxx Ryder City is quiet and solemn. As the capital city where the high priest is located, the atmosphere is sacred and solemn.
The newly built gorgeous city is very quiet. There are not many pedestrians on the streets. The high-walled courtyards on both sides have closed doors. You can only get a glimpse of the luxury through the bright flowers and trees peeking out from behind the walls.
The neat and clean streets extend all the way to the Royal Palace in the center of the city. The newly expanded palace reflects brilliant light under the sunlight.
The High Priest of the Undead and his lichs are there.
Immediately outside the crown is a vast building complex. Emperor De Rossi opened up several streets and built this place into his own palace, which he called the Lower Palace to show respect for the high priest in the palace.
These two buildings alone occupy half of the inner city, and the rest are all mansions of noble officials.
It was here that the young Emperor De Rossi commanded his army of millions.
The Lower Palace is now the center of the Derosi Empire, which is even larger than the Ruman Empire, ruling over 100 million humans.
There is an endless stream of princes and nobles coming in and out here every day, the luxurious banquets never end, and there are more than 10,000 attendants serving in the palace alone.
A burst of beautiful music floated from the back garden of the palace. A general from the De Rossi Empire hurriedly walked into the garden. He didn't care that he was sweating profusely. He soon arrived at De Rossi in the midst of rich clothes.
emperor.
At this moment, the emperor was holding an outstanding beauty on his arm, accepting the compliments and greetings from the guests. The attendants brought delicacies from all over the place like water, and the wine poured from the top of the glasses piled into a pyramid.
Emperor De Rossi, who was full of literary temperament, built his palace into the legendary Sans Souci Palace, where courtiers from all over the world accepted the emperor's generous hospitality.
The general curled his lips secretly and was very dissatisfied with the extravagant luxury in the palace. The emperor had money to hold banquets every day, but he had no money to pay military salaries and equip soldiers with weapons.
The general secretly murmured in his heart: Does this kid know that his good days are numbered, so he deliberately breaks the pot and smashes it, just to have fun every day?
If this is the case, you have to find your own way out as soon as possible.
The general pushed his way through the crowd, walked up to the emperor with a respectful expression on his face, stood in silence with his hands lowered, and listened to the emperor and a few nobles tell a joke that was not funny.
When he got the chance, he added: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent military report from the front."
Emperor De Rossi waved his hand, sent a few nobles over, and then said: "Let's talk."
"Mulhouse has been lost." The general looked at the emperor's face carefully and whispered: "The coalition forces of Lorraine have just occupied it. This is the battle report sent by the city lord."
Emperor De Rossi took the battle report and read it carefully. He frowned tightly and cursed in disgust: "It's useless. I gave him so many resources, but he couldn't even defend it for two days."
The general smacked his lips and wanted to say that what he knew was different from what was written in the battle report, but he hesitated and said, forget it, why bother?
Emperor De Rossi angrily bunched up the battle report, with a stern look on his face, and said: "Send an order to behead the Lord of Mulhouse and all the officials and nobles who abandoned the city and fled. Their families will be sold as slaves. If there are any more escapees in the future,
, handle it accordingly.”
"Yes," the general responded in a low voice, sneering secretly in his heart. He didn't like the city lords who had been bought with money, so killing them was just what he wanted. In extraordinary times, heavy codes should be used.
"How much available power do we have left in our hands?"
The general immediately replied: "There are 70,000 guardsmen, and more than 200,000 new soldiers are still being trained."
Emperor De Rossi thought for a moment and said decisively: "Send 30,000... no, 20,000 Praetorian Guards to the major cities on the front line as supervisors to show me how to kill those cowards.
I'm going to ask for some shrines and see if I can borrow some Semitic divisions.
It’s really an embarrassment to this emperor~!”
At this moment, a black spot suddenly appeared in the eastern sky. They moved slowly on the high zenith and flew towards Ryder City. A large group of war fortresses were approaching.
The nobles in Ryder City have long been accustomed to this scene. Every time the Undead War Fortress sets off, they cheer as a routine.
But someone raised a question, saying: "Didn't War Fortress just come back last night? When did it go out again?"
The people who heard it just shrugged. They couldn't interfere with the actions of the lich.
The war fortresses in the sky began to descend rapidly, and their figures became clearer and clearer. Hundreds of war fortresses flew over Ryder City like a dark cloud, and then leveled off. It seemed that they were not about to land.
The people on the ground raised their heads and looked strangely at the war fortress above them.
At this time, small black dots fell from the war fortress in the sky and hit the ground with a long and sharp whistling sound.
Ten seconds later, the guests in the lower palace clearly saw that a column of black smoke suddenly shot up not far away, followed by a violent explosion.
At this time, the war fortress of the undead was ready to be launched into the air to intercept.