North of Golden Gallon Port.
On a barren red land, a huge army was heading towards the direction of Jin Jialun Port with rolling dust.
Among them were trucks, motorcycles, and three jumpers, all of which were all desert painted, surrounded by a row of soldiers.
In addition, there are several convertible off-road vehicles full of wasteland winds, as well as towed cannons dragged behind the truck.
Objectively speaking, both their firepower and mobility are much stronger than the city defense force with only a few 100mm cannons, and the soldiers also seem to be more well-trained.
But compared with the Teeth Clan of the Bone Chewing Tribe, which was once beaten by the Alliance, it is probably not at par, and even has fewer tanks than the latter.
However, there is actually no tank here.
Although most of the plains are found in Bharat Province, there are no decent highways, especially near Jinjialun Port, which is flooded alluvial plain.
These light vehicles alone are already quite struggling to move.If you really drive the tank here, you may have to break down if you can't drive it far.
Survivors around with baskets on their backs and earthen baskets on their arms were avoiding this and cast awesome glances at the floating double-sword flag and the gray wolf flag.
It's the gray wolf army!
His Majesty finally took action.
I don't know which one is better than Iron Man.
Some poor people from the Wolf tribe crawled on the ground and prayed, looking up at the pride among those tribes, and muttering in a hoarse voice.
...The invincible gray wolf on the wasteland, they are in groups, like the wind and sand sweeping by, bringing death to the enemy.
Some people also have a greedy green light in their eyes.
Anyone who fights will die.
Then, I would take advantage of the chaos to take two pairs of pants back, and I would be able to go out to pick up the scattered trash, or go to the Governor's plantation to skim sugarcane.
At this moment, General Alayan, who was using his troops as a god, was sitting on a convertible off-road vehicle, narrowing his eyes and looking into the direction of Jingalun Port.
As early as General Abian's defeat, he noticed the situation in Jingalun Port, but he did not dare to act rashly without His Majesty's order.
What if it was His Majesty’s instructions to put the alliance on the shore?
Or what if His Majesty intends to solve the problem through other channels?
These are hard to say, and even more unpredictable.
Alayan had never been to the Alliance, but he had lived in the land of the Bharat Province for more than 30 years and knew very well the nature of Lord Wutuo.
What the adult most taboo is not that his subordinates mess up the matter or are not smart enough, but that those who should not have brains have brains and those who should not have eyes have eyes.
It was precisely because of this that he chose to wait. While holding his troops, he sent several scouts to disguise themselves as civilians into the city. While collecting information about the Iron Man, he inquired about the whereabouts of Governor Nihak, and waiting for orders from Tiandu.
Now that the telegram from Tiandu has finally arrived, Alayan immediately ordered without saying a word, instructing the Gray Wolf Army, which had already completed the preparations for the march, to advance towards the front line.
Although he and his subordinates are still nearly seventy or eighty kilometers away from Golden Gallon Port, he has basically known the situation there.
Sitting beside him, Staff Gopal spread the map on his knees, pointing to the two markings, and speaking in a relaxed tone.
...The current alliance's defense line in Golden Gallen Harbor is based on the Governor's Palace and Rowell Camp as the fulcrum. As long as we find a way to remove one of these situations, it will be much more beneficial to us.
After a pause, he pointed his index finger on the map.
I personally think that Camp Rowell is a good breakthrough. The only one stationed there is a group of mobs who have just touched the gun, and at most dozens of league instructors. As long as we take this place, we can in turn mobilize those slaves who were instigated by the league for our use.
The adjutant sitting in the passenger seat turned around and asked.
Why do they use it for us? I think it's good enough for them to not cause trouble.
Gopal smiled faintly and said lightly.
It's very simple. In addition to restoring their free people's identity, we can also allow them to burn, kill, loot in specific urban areas as a reward for them.
Except for Tulip Street, which was surrounded by the Knights, they really can't touch the big guys there, but other cities or streets controlled by the alliance can always pick out a few of them.
Even if you can't squeeze out oil and water, it doesn't matter, people themselves can also be used as a spoil.
When the war is over, just put a hat on it, beat the survivors who have helped the alliance into sinners, and then hand it over to the wild dogs to deal with it.
They don't have to spend a penny on it.
You can even draw a sum from those legally stolen loot.
Alayan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he pointed out the problems in the plan.
But most of them are from the Moon tribe, and other ethnic groups are probably less than 30%.
The segregation of the Moon tribe was His Majesty’s decision, and they had no right to make a flaw in their claims to restore the free civil status of those people.
This is a matter of principle.
As if guessing that the general would ask, Gopal said with a faint smile.
It is just to use this statement to stabilize them, and I did not say that we must fulfill it, or we can apply to His Majesty for a special pardon, re-register them as rats or snakes, or even give them a new surname and new belief. This is not difficult.
It doesn't matter if Your Majesty disagrees, just deal with those used up.
While a car of people were chatting and laughing, the large army had already arrived at the northern suburbs of Jinjialun Port, and the combat formations quickly moved to a combat position that had been decided in advance.
A total of five teams of 10,000 people were launched on a front line less than 20 kilometers wide, surrounding the settlement, with a stance of black clouds covering the city and wanting to destroy it.
The five 10,000 teams are indeed not a small number. If they are pulled to the eastern provinces, they can even be considered a large settlement.
But Alayan is still very cautious.
Even though the intelligence showed that the enemy was less than a thousand people and had just been consumed by the city defense force, he still did not let his soldiers advance, but instead ordered his adjutant to take people to the nearby area to catch some coolies, and dug up anti-aircraft holes, trenches and foxglove pits outside the suburbs of the city.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Golden Gallon Harbor, four exoskeletons wearing exoskeletons are looking at the position one kilometer away on the roof of a three-story house.
Yes, these people understand quite well.Looking at the well-digged anti-cannon hole, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Not only fortifications, they even made some camouflage nets that blocked the drone's vision, which looked like they were imported from the Legion.
Half a year old Chouzhuo looked slightly solemn, while Wu's family standing next to him had a eager expression and was muttering excitedly.
Finally there is a tough battle!
The private soldiers from the Governor's Office were too hard to help but fight. Looking at the group of guys who looked like a slut, they didn't even scrape off the paint on his exoskeleton breastplate.
According to locals, this Gray Wolf Army is an elite army of the Imperial Army and is a land war ace directly belonging to the Emperor of Xilan Empire!
For a fun person like him, naturally, the stronger the enemy, the more excited it is.
After all, if you encounter a kind of gourmet chicken that is about to collapse, even if you win, you will not feel any accomplishment. No one can support you when you go to the forum to show off.
As of now, the performance of this army is quite normal. It is difficult to find obvious flaws in terms of the speed of development or the steady and steady posture.
The survivors who were captured on the position waved shovels facing the loess and their backs to the sky, digging the pits from the morning until dark.
It seemed that they thought that these guys who had not eaten enough were digging too slowly. Dozens of supervisors carrying whips appeared on the position. A few whips were whipped down. The survivors were indeed much faster. A few skinny young men were even exhausted and tired on the ground.
The officer who led the supervisor was very satisfied with the situation in front of him.
The physical strength of these survivors is like toothpaste. If you squeeze hard, you can still squeeze out something.
The players hiding in the distance chewed the dry food in their backpacks and watched the survivors working, staying on the roof until dark.
Seeing the sun set, the group of soldiers did not leave the survivors for dinner. They took back the tools they sent to them and drove them out of the position.
A group of ragged survivors limped towards the direction of their settlement, each of them holding a resentment, but they dared not speak out.
Seeing that one of the survivors happened to walk towards the city area near him, the four players immediately threw down a hundred-dollar bill and withdrew from the private house, finding an opportunity to block one of the people.
hey-hey!Don’t leave the fellow villagers in front!We have something to look for you!By chance, he unbuttoned the eyepiece of the helmet and waved his hand forward with a smile on his face.
Seeing these four Iron Man wearing exoskeletons, the faces of the dozen ragged survivors obviously had horror on their faces.
They had just been whipped by the Empire, but they didn't want to be whipped by these iron men anymore.
But no one ran away.
Looking at the rifle hanging on its chest, their legs were like lead, even if the gun was neither open to the insurance nor loaded.
Just as everyone was panicking, a man wearing an exoskeleton walked up to them and suddenly took out a cigarette box.
Let’s calm down, I don’t need to teach you how to smoke.As he spoke in a non-standard couplet, no family gave everyone a cigarette with a smile on his face.
Cigarettes are considered hard currency in the wasteland, second only to bullets and alcohol, and their status is even a little higher than bread. The most important thing is that they are easy to carry.
Although he doesn't draw much, he will bring a few packs every time he goes on a mission, which will be better than money to eliminate the local people's vigilance.
Although these locals are poor, they have to eat dirt every now and then, tobacco leaves and pepper are not rare here.Some people will also make some tobacco leaves to smash them to smoke, or sell them to make money to subsidize their household income.
Several people grabbed the cigarette roll under their noses and took a sip, immediately understanding what this thing was, and then a look of surprise appeared on their faces.
They had never seen such an expensive cigarette in their lives, so they couldn't bear to smoke it when they held it in their hands.
Without his family, he took out the lighter and lit it for them so that they didn't have to hesitate to twitch.
He led a dozen people into the alley and smog for a while, and no family asked with a smile.
Look at how hard you do, how much money do you pay for those wolf killers?
Hearing this sentence, more than a dozen survivors looked unlucky, one of them was quite straightforward and started to curse.
money?Those stingy gangs don’t pay!
Soon, several people echoed again.
that is!
Not to mention giving money, it would be nice if they didn’t rob our stuff!
Damn, I took away all the baskets I picked up for...
While speaking, several people kept staring at the lighter in the iron man's hand, eyes full of envy and envy.
No family members made a surprised expression.
Don't pay?Then you still dig for them?
The straight-hearted man said angrily.
It's more than just not giving money!We also have to bring our own dry food!
No family continued to urge the fire.
Isn’t it enough if you don’t go?
When everyone heard this, they shook their heads.
No, they occupied the red land, and if we don’t go, there will be no soil to eat.
They are not very human, so they will come to catch them here and we all live here and we will have to go there at that time.
It’s hard to say what will happen when they come to the door.
My three daughters are all adults.
These damn things!
I hope they are buried in the red soil!
Several survivors complained in a verbal way, and the more they spoke, the more angry they became.
No family members heard this but their eyes turned and suddenly smiled.
Let’s do this, they don’t give you money, I’ll give it to you!
Everyone in the alley was stunned and looked at him in confusion.
You...give it to us?
That’s right, no family nodded and said with a smile, but you have to remember, we added money, you have to work harder!Starting tomorrow, you dig hard for me. They want you to dig a hole of 1.5 meters, you will dig two meters. They ask you to dig a hole of 2 meters, you will dig two meters, you will dig two meters, and you will dig two.5 meters!Give them fifty centimeters more!
Several survivors were stunned.
The straight guy looked at the iron man in front of him suspiciously and asked in disbelief.
You really give us money?
No family said with a smile.
That must be given to Ah!We not only give it, but also pay it daily!One person...we give twenty Xilan coins!
Twenty Xilan coins!
Everyone widened their eyes when they heard this.
They instinctively didn't believe this kind of good thing, but the cigarette butts they held in their mouths made them subconsciously believe it.
Maybe these iron men are really not short of money?
A young man from the rat tribe swallowed.
Yes... are there any share?
No family said with a smile.
That's a must!We treat everyone equally!
Then someone asked.
Can we bring more families?
No family said readily.
no problem!We count money by head...Ah, forget about children, we don’t count under twelve years old.As soon as tomorrow dawn, we will count the number of people here, and as long as we do as we say, we can get the money!
His eyes rolled, and he added another sentence behind.
You can help me pull the heads. For every extra person I pull over, we will give you five extra dollars!But this matter must be kept confidential, so don't be known by those outside, otherwise don't say that the money is gone, and you may lose your life.
When everyone heard this, they showed surprise expressions on their faces, and no one was afraid of his last words.
No family made an appointment with them on the map to share the money, and then they sent the people away.
The next day, it was still bright, and more than a thousand people gathered in the northern suburbs of Jinjialun Port and walked towards the position of the Gray Wolf Army.
Seeing the dark figure, the soldiers on guard on the front line were startled and thought it was the Alliance's people who had called. It was not until they all walked in that they found that they were a group of residents in the settlement.
What are you doing here!The soldier shouted.
Several leading survivors shouted back with confidence.
We are here to work!
Your sir, called us here!
He asked us to continue tomorrow, saying that if we dare not come, we would go to the settlement and catch us.
Let's do our work!
Listening to the shouts one after another, several soldiers on duty were stunned and looked at the group of guys in a daze. They didn't know what to do for a moment, so they quickly sent someone back to ask their superiors for instructions.
At this moment, their superiors were snoring in the anti-cannon hole they had just dug yesterday. When they were woken up, they were confused and hurriedly put on the hat hanging on the head of the bed.
The league is here?!
No, looking at the commander who quickly put on his military boots, the soldier said quickly, "A group of residents of Golden Gallon Port came to the position. They said you asked them to come here to dig the earth...
The chief who was wearing shoes was stunned for two seconds, stopped his hand tying his shoelaces and nodded.
If this happens, what's wrong?
The soldier was also stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.
That……
Send them shovels and shovels, tell them where to dig and how to dig. Do you still need to teach you?Grandma, I’m also a big fuss about this matter. The alliance calls me!
The chief cursed and threw away the shoes that had just been stabbed into his foot, threw the hat on the head of the bed, turned over and lay back.
He didn't go to bed at around three o'clock last night and was trapped on his head. He called him for this little thing, and he was simply ignorant!
After being scolded by surprise, the soldier also looked aggrieved, but he saw that the commander had already snored and could only trot to find the logistics staff in charge of the front line and sent the tools for digging to these survivors.
The survivors who received the tools immediately arrived on the position and started to work hard. Their hard work looked completely different from yesterday.
It was only after the sun was over and the supervisor carrying the whip walked to the position, and he was surprised to find that the whip in his hand could not be used.
Strange thing.
When did these animals become so diligent?
Several supervisors gathered together and looked at the guys who were burying their heads in the trenches and sweating profusely. One of them couldn't help but feel curious and walked up to ask.
It’s so strange, why are you so diligent today?
The survivor who was busy working did not raise his head and shouted with the supervisor carrying a whip on his back.
Master, if you are lazy, you have to eat a whip, but you have to do it in the end.
It's Mr. Ah, we are afraid of pain.
I have done my work early and I won’t have to endure hardships when the war is over.
These words are taught by the people who bring them money.
Of course they didn't dare to look up, especially the supervisor's face, for fear that they would be exposed at first glance.
The supervisor nodded, not doubting what they said, but he still couldn't help but sarcastically.
You have long been enlightened and are more diligent on weekdays. You will never be as poor as this person, no one is a person or a ghost.
Not to mention going to the army like him, just doing a small business or learning craftsmanship, he would never live as much as a beast and was tied here to dig the soil.
After all, I'm still too lazy.
The supervisor looked down at them for a while, and saw that they didn't need to work hard as if they were on the whip, so he was too lazy to move the whip. He turned around and went under the disguise net to enjoy the cool air.
On the other hand, Alayan, who completed the combat deployment, was inspecting the position.
He first inspected the most important artillery positions and anti-aircraft artillery positions, as well as machine gun fire points everywhere, and then turned to the front line and took a look.
Then he was surprised to find that the group of coolies who had worked hard before were just busy.
It's like there's a gold mine buried under the ground.
It's strange.
When did these lazy guys become so diligent?!
Putting down the telescope in his hand, Alayan looked at the adjutant beside him.
How much money did you send them?
The adjutant said with a proud look on his face.
Report to the sir!No money spent!
Didn't spend money?!Alayan looked at him with a silence, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.
The adjutant smiled and said as if showing off.
I heard from the people below that the local residents were looking forward to us winning as soon as possible and let their lives return to normal as soon as possible, so they brought their families to help early in the morning.
Speaking of this, he paused again and continued.
After all, it is the will of Your Majesty, the general is well-known, and the right time, place, people and people are on our side. It is difficult to lose this battle.
Although he was suspicious, Alayan couldn't refute his first half of the sentence. He just nodded and put down this irrelevant little thing.
He didn't need the coolies to dig the trenches at any standard, as long as they could provide his soldiers with a line-resistant bunker.
The real battlefield is in the city, and these trenches and fortifications need to be used when sending troops and transporting ammunition to the front line.
It would be better to give local residents some benefits. After a while, one person gave a piece of bread, which was considered as compensation for delaying their other work.
The bread he was talking about certainly did not refer to the soft, white, butter and jam he ate in the morning, but to the black bread mixed with a lot of bran and even gravel and wood chips.
This kind of bread is the staple food for most low-class citizens and middle- and lower-class farmers in the empire. It can be weighed as half a pound of Xilan coins for a few Xilan coins. The exact amount depends on the quality of the bread.
This bread has not been fermented and is harder than a biscuit when eaten. It can even be used as a weapon to beat people. Usually, it is broken and thrown into water and soaked.
But no matter what, it is much better than eating dirt and eating beans that will bloat.
The adjutant nodded respectfully.
What the adult said is, I will arrange it later.
Alayan nodded and then asked again.
By the way, is there any new news on Rajesh?
Rajesh is his capable general. He is not only an awakened man, but also has great marksmanship, especially at disguise and intelligence collection.
Long before the army arrived, he sent him and two other scouts to Port of Jingalun to collect information about the alliance's activities in the local area.
It's two days since the last contact.
He needs the latest intelligence before he makes his next operational plan.
The adjutant hesitated slightly and shook his head.
No new information has been sent yet... The alliance's military dispatch has definitely changed a lot recently. I guess Sergeant Rajesh should have wanted to report after it stabilizes.
Alayan frowned slightly.
...It seems we have to give him some more time.
He always had a bad premonition, but it seemed too early to make a conclusion.
He didn't dare to go too close to the front line, Alayan was sure that the Alliance soldiers hiding in the settlement must have been staring at the position, so he just took a look from a distance and retreated behind the bunker and cover.
The sun gradually sets down the mountain.
The officer responsible for the construction of the front-line position walked to the position and took a look, nodded with satisfaction, and then drilled back into the anti-aircraft hole.
This depth is definitely enough!
If this trend continues, they can complete the construction of the outer positions of Golden Gallon Port in up to three days. The alliance soldiers would never have dreamed that their construction speed would be so fast.
At the same time, on the edge of the settlement of Golden Gallon Port, a group of hot sweaty survivors were lined up in front of the alley with a look of trepidation.
This street is their own home, and there are people following several entrances in the block, so there is no need to worry about outsiders seeing it.
However, after all, it was the one who received the money from those iron people. Most people were a little worried, fearing that the iron people would repent, and fearing that they would be discovered by the soldiers of the empire after receiving the money.
However, when a brand new bill of 20 was stuffed into the hand, almost all the nervous expressions turned into a diligent smile.
Thank you, Master!A man with a sheet tied around his waist clasped his hands and thanked him. His touching expression was so moved that he could not kneel down on the spot.
He was very happy when he was responsible for giving money, but he still acted like a civilized person and criticized him.
Don't call me master, I can't stand it.We pay money and you contribute your efforts. This is called a transaction. Do you understand?We don't reward you.
The man obviously didn't understand and nodded and said with a smile.
OK, yes!
...Damn, when I said it in vain, leave quickly.I was too lazy to talk nonsense in one step, so I waved my hand and drove the person away.
Not far from the alley, two players wearing exoskeletons gathered together.
Looking at the guys queuing up to receive money, Shanhe couldn't help but sigh.
You guys are too fucking.
Today he received a task to transport several boxes of Xilan coins from the bank on Tulip Street to his teammates on the front line.
At first he was curious about what it cost to do so much money until he saw the scene in front of him.
Looking at the shocked friendly forces, he said with a chuckle.
The guy in our team is indeed a talented person, and his brain is more intelligent than me. He should be the leader.
The mountains and rivers dreamed of dreams and looked at him with envy, that was really envious.
Other teams are full of talents. On the other side, their team, four of them are born, and they can escape the problem even if they hide in the rain.
He is really tired when he leads this team.
By the way, have you seen any clues in the past two days?What are those guys planning?The mountains and rivers came into their dreams and asked casually.
He said with a smile by chance.
I don't know, but looking at their posture, they should be planning to move forward steadily, you must be careful in the Rowell Camp.
Mountains and rivers fell into dreams and looked at them in surprise.
Do you think they will use Camp Rowell as the main offensive direction?
By chance, he tried to analyze it.
Eighty percent, but it is hard to say. I just feel that the strategic significance of Rowell Camp is slightly larger than that of the Governor's Mansion, and the location of the Governor's Mansion is higher than that of the northern urban area. They have to spend a lot of effort to chew on it, and it is not easy to keep it.But if we take Camp Rowell, we can force us to retreat to Tulip Street and bring our front back to the state when the second phase of the offensive was just beginning.
Once the alliance's front shrinks near the port, it is impossible to buy local survivors and slaves as temporary sources of troops.
But on the contrary, recapturing the Governor's Office made no sense to them except to put the battlefield of street fighting from the slums to Tulip Street near the port in advance.
Moreover, the supply line may be cut off by the alliance or local militia trained by the alliance.
After thinking about the mountains and rivers, I thought it made sense.
At this moment, a local man with his upper body came over and said by chance.
Sir, someone is looking for you outside. He is a young man from the Rat tribe. He said that his name is Ah Xin and he is your servant.
When the mountains and rivers came to their dreams, they looked at each other in surprise.
servant?
Oh, that's not the case, it's a misunderstanding. By chance, he laughed and said in Mandarin, then looked at the NPC and continued in a human conversation, letting him in.
The naked local nodded.
OK
After all, they are doing shameful things, and any strange faces appearing here will arouse their alertness.
But if it is the servants of these iron men, it would be fine.
That's your own person.
Accompanied by two locals, the child named Ah Xin was brought here.
His expression was a little panicked, his hands were stuck in his pocket, his clothes were stained with mud, and there was a scratch and bruise on his face and arms, as if it was left not long ago.
Seeing the familiar face, the panic on his face disappeared and he immediately walked forward in surprise in three or two steps.
tuning fork!
By chance, he looked at him in surprise.
Yo, Ah Xin...what is wrong with you?
There is no need to care about a little injury... After swallowing, Ah Xin continued nervously, I'll take you to see one... No, three people.
I guess this kid was trying to ask him to help scare people. By chance, he took a look at the late sky, then looked at the young man and said with a smile.
Wait for a while, after we have dealt with the matter here, we will go back to the Governor's Office. Then we will go back with you. Whoever is blindly asked for trouble for you? Let's go to greet you.
No, you misunderstood. Ashin took a deep breath and calmed down and said, "No one is causing trouble for me. I won't bother you about this little thing. I just want to... give you a gift."
Before the iron man could ask, he continued to speak quickly.
They are General Alayan's men!
On a barren red land, a huge army was heading towards the direction of Jin Jialun Port with rolling dust.
Among them were trucks, motorcycles, and three jumpers, all of which were all desert painted, surrounded by a row of soldiers.
In addition, there are several convertible off-road vehicles full of wasteland winds, as well as towed cannons dragged behind the truck.
Objectively speaking, both their firepower and mobility are much stronger than the city defense force with only a few 100mm cannons, and the soldiers also seem to be more well-trained.
But compared with the Teeth Clan of the Bone Chewing Tribe, which was once beaten by the Alliance, it is probably not at par, and even has fewer tanks than the latter.
However, there is actually no tank here.
Although most of the plains are found in Bharat Province, there are no decent highways, especially near Jinjialun Port, which is flooded alluvial plain.
These light vehicles alone are already quite struggling to move.If you really drive the tank here, you may have to break down if you can't drive it far.
Survivors around with baskets on their backs and earthen baskets on their arms were avoiding this and cast awesome glances at the floating double-sword flag and the gray wolf flag.
It's the gray wolf army!
His Majesty finally took action.
I don't know which one is better than Iron Man.
Some poor people from the Wolf tribe crawled on the ground and prayed, looking up at the pride among those tribes, and muttering in a hoarse voice.
...The invincible gray wolf on the wasteland, they are in groups, like the wind and sand sweeping by, bringing death to the enemy.
Some people also have a greedy green light in their eyes.
Anyone who fights will die.
Then, I would take advantage of the chaos to take two pairs of pants back, and I would be able to go out to pick up the scattered trash, or go to the Governor's plantation to skim sugarcane.
At this moment, General Alayan, who was using his troops as a god, was sitting on a convertible off-road vehicle, narrowing his eyes and looking into the direction of Jingalun Port.
As early as General Abian's defeat, he noticed the situation in Jingalun Port, but he did not dare to act rashly without His Majesty's order.
What if it was His Majesty’s instructions to put the alliance on the shore?
Or what if His Majesty intends to solve the problem through other channels?
These are hard to say, and even more unpredictable.
Alayan had never been to the Alliance, but he had lived in the land of the Bharat Province for more than 30 years and knew very well the nature of Lord Wutuo.
What the adult most taboo is not that his subordinates mess up the matter or are not smart enough, but that those who should not have brains have brains and those who should not have eyes have eyes.
It was precisely because of this that he chose to wait. While holding his troops, he sent several scouts to disguise themselves as civilians into the city. While collecting information about the Iron Man, he inquired about the whereabouts of Governor Nihak, and waiting for orders from Tiandu.
Now that the telegram from Tiandu has finally arrived, Alayan immediately ordered without saying a word, instructing the Gray Wolf Army, which had already completed the preparations for the march, to advance towards the front line.
Although he and his subordinates are still nearly seventy or eighty kilometers away from Golden Gallon Port, he has basically known the situation there.
Sitting beside him, Staff Gopal spread the map on his knees, pointing to the two markings, and speaking in a relaxed tone.
...The current alliance's defense line in Golden Gallen Harbor is based on the Governor's Palace and Rowell Camp as the fulcrum. As long as we find a way to remove one of these situations, it will be much more beneficial to us.
After a pause, he pointed his index finger on the map.
I personally think that Camp Rowell is a good breakthrough. The only one stationed there is a group of mobs who have just touched the gun, and at most dozens of league instructors. As long as we take this place, we can in turn mobilize those slaves who were instigated by the league for our use.
The adjutant sitting in the passenger seat turned around and asked.
Why do they use it for us? I think it's good enough for them to not cause trouble.
Gopal smiled faintly and said lightly.
It's very simple. In addition to restoring their free people's identity, we can also allow them to burn, kill, loot in specific urban areas as a reward for them.
Except for Tulip Street, which was surrounded by the Knights, they really can't touch the big guys there, but other cities or streets controlled by the alliance can always pick out a few of them.
Even if you can't squeeze out oil and water, it doesn't matter, people themselves can also be used as a spoil.
When the war is over, just put a hat on it, beat the survivors who have helped the alliance into sinners, and then hand it over to the wild dogs to deal with it.
They don't have to spend a penny on it.
You can even draw a sum from those legally stolen loot.
Alayan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he pointed out the problems in the plan.
But most of them are from the Moon tribe, and other ethnic groups are probably less than 30%.
The segregation of the Moon tribe was His Majesty’s decision, and they had no right to make a flaw in their claims to restore the free civil status of those people.
This is a matter of principle.
As if guessing that the general would ask, Gopal said with a faint smile.
It is just to use this statement to stabilize them, and I did not say that we must fulfill it, or we can apply to His Majesty for a special pardon, re-register them as rats or snakes, or even give them a new surname and new belief. This is not difficult.
It doesn't matter if Your Majesty disagrees, just deal with those used up.
While a car of people were chatting and laughing, the large army had already arrived at the northern suburbs of Jinjialun Port, and the combat formations quickly moved to a combat position that had been decided in advance.
A total of five teams of 10,000 people were launched on a front line less than 20 kilometers wide, surrounding the settlement, with a stance of black clouds covering the city and wanting to destroy it.
The five 10,000 teams are indeed not a small number. If they are pulled to the eastern provinces, they can even be considered a large settlement.
But Alayan is still very cautious.
Even though the intelligence showed that the enemy was less than a thousand people and had just been consumed by the city defense force, he still did not let his soldiers advance, but instead ordered his adjutant to take people to the nearby area to catch some coolies, and dug up anti-aircraft holes, trenches and foxglove pits outside the suburbs of the city.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Golden Gallon Harbor, four exoskeletons wearing exoskeletons are looking at the position one kilometer away on the roof of a three-story house.
Yes, these people understand quite well.Looking at the well-digged anti-cannon hole, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Not only fortifications, they even made some camouflage nets that blocked the drone's vision, which looked like they were imported from the Legion.
Half a year old Chouzhuo looked slightly solemn, while Wu's family standing next to him had a eager expression and was muttering excitedly.
Finally there is a tough battle!
The private soldiers from the Governor's Office were too hard to help but fight. Looking at the group of guys who looked like a slut, they didn't even scrape off the paint on his exoskeleton breastplate.
According to locals, this Gray Wolf Army is an elite army of the Imperial Army and is a land war ace directly belonging to the Emperor of Xilan Empire!
For a fun person like him, naturally, the stronger the enemy, the more excited it is.
After all, if you encounter a kind of gourmet chicken that is about to collapse, even if you win, you will not feel any accomplishment. No one can support you when you go to the forum to show off.
As of now, the performance of this army is quite normal. It is difficult to find obvious flaws in terms of the speed of development or the steady and steady posture.
The survivors who were captured on the position waved shovels facing the loess and their backs to the sky, digging the pits from the morning until dark.
It seemed that they thought that these guys who had not eaten enough were digging too slowly. Dozens of supervisors carrying whips appeared on the position. A few whips were whipped down. The survivors were indeed much faster. A few skinny young men were even exhausted and tired on the ground.
The officer who led the supervisor was very satisfied with the situation in front of him.
The physical strength of these survivors is like toothpaste. If you squeeze hard, you can still squeeze out something.
The players hiding in the distance chewed the dry food in their backpacks and watched the survivors working, staying on the roof until dark.
Seeing the sun set, the group of soldiers did not leave the survivors for dinner. They took back the tools they sent to them and drove them out of the position.
A group of ragged survivors limped towards the direction of their settlement, each of them holding a resentment, but they dared not speak out.
Seeing that one of the survivors happened to walk towards the city area near him, the four players immediately threw down a hundred-dollar bill and withdrew from the private house, finding an opportunity to block one of the people.
hey-hey!Don’t leave the fellow villagers in front!We have something to look for you!By chance, he unbuttoned the eyepiece of the helmet and waved his hand forward with a smile on his face.
Seeing these four Iron Man wearing exoskeletons, the faces of the dozen ragged survivors obviously had horror on their faces.
They had just been whipped by the Empire, but they didn't want to be whipped by these iron men anymore.
But no one ran away.
Looking at the rifle hanging on its chest, their legs were like lead, even if the gun was neither open to the insurance nor loaded.
Just as everyone was panicking, a man wearing an exoskeleton walked up to them and suddenly took out a cigarette box.
Let’s calm down, I don’t need to teach you how to smoke.As he spoke in a non-standard couplet, no family gave everyone a cigarette with a smile on his face.
Cigarettes are considered hard currency in the wasteland, second only to bullets and alcohol, and their status is even a little higher than bread. The most important thing is that they are easy to carry.
Although he doesn't draw much, he will bring a few packs every time he goes on a mission, which will be better than money to eliminate the local people's vigilance.
Although these locals are poor, they have to eat dirt every now and then, tobacco leaves and pepper are not rare here.Some people will also make some tobacco leaves to smash them to smoke, or sell them to make money to subsidize their household income.
Several people grabbed the cigarette roll under their noses and took a sip, immediately understanding what this thing was, and then a look of surprise appeared on their faces.
They had never seen such an expensive cigarette in their lives, so they couldn't bear to smoke it when they held it in their hands.
Without his family, he took out the lighter and lit it for them so that they didn't have to hesitate to twitch.
He led a dozen people into the alley and smog for a while, and no family asked with a smile.
Look at how hard you do, how much money do you pay for those wolf killers?
Hearing this sentence, more than a dozen survivors looked unlucky, one of them was quite straightforward and started to curse.
money?Those stingy gangs don’t pay!
Soon, several people echoed again.
that is!
Not to mention giving money, it would be nice if they didn’t rob our stuff!
Damn, I took away all the baskets I picked up for...
While speaking, several people kept staring at the lighter in the iron man's hand, eyes full of envy and envy.
No family members made a surprised expression.
Don't pay?Then you still dig for them?
The straight-hearted man said angrily.
It's more than just not giving money!We also have to bring our own dry food!
No family continued to urge the fire.
Isn’t it enough if you don’t go?
When everyone heard this, they shook their heads.
No, they occupied the red land, and if we don’t go, there will be no soil to eat.
They are not very human, so they will come to catch them here and we all live here and we will have to go there at that time.
It’s hard to say what will happen when they come to the door.
My three daughters are all adults.
These damn things!
I hope they are buried in the red soil!
Several survivors complained in a verbal way, and the more they spoke, the more angry they became.
No family members heard this but their eyes turned and suddenly smiled.
Let’s do this, they don’t give you money, I’ll give it to you!
Everyone in the alley was stunned and looked at him in confusion.
You...give it to us?
That’s right, no family nodded and said with a smile, but you have to remember, we added money, you have to work harder!Starting tomorrow, you dig hard for me. They want you to dig a hole of 1.5 meters, you will dig two meters. They ask you to dig a hole of 2 meters, you will dig two meters, you will dig two meters, and you will dig two.5 meters!Give them fifty centimeters more!
Several survivors were stunned.
The straight guy looked at the iron man in front of him suspiciously and asked in disbelief.
You really give us money?
No family said with a smile.
That must be given to Ah!We not only give it, but also pay it daily!One person...we give twenty Xilan coins!
Twenty Xilan coins!
Everyone widened their eyes when they heard this.
They instinctively didn't believe this kind of good thing, but the cigarette butts they held in their mouths made them subconsciously believe it.
Maybe these iron men are really not short of money?
A young man from the rat tribe swallowed.
Yes... are there any share?
No family said with a smile.
That's a must!We treat everyone equally!
Then someone asked.
Can we bring more families?
No family said readily.
no problem!We count money by head...Ah, forget about children, we don’t count under twelve years old.As soon as tomorrow dawn, we will count the number of people here, and as long as we do as we say, we can get the money!
His eyes rolled, and he added another sentence behind.
You can help me pull the heads. For every extra person I pull over, we will give you five extra dollars!But this matter must be kept confidential, so don't be known by those outside, otherwise don't say that the money is gone, and you may lose your life.
When everyone heard this, they showed surprise expressions on their faces, and no one was afraid of his last words.
No family made an appointment with them on the map to share the money, and then they sent the people away.
The next day, it was still bright, and more than a thousand people gathered in the northern suburbs of Jinjialun Port and walked towards the position of the Gray Wolf Army.
Seeing the dark figure, the soldiers on guard on the front line were startled and thought it was the Alliance's people who had called. It was not until they all walked in that they found that they were a group of residents in the settlement.
What are you doing here!The soldier shouted.
Several leading survivors shouted back with confidence.
We are here to work!
Your sir, called us here!
He asked us to continue tomorrow, saying that if we dare not come, we would go to the settlement and catch us.
Let's do our work!
Listening to the shouts one after another, several soldiers on duty were stunned and looked at the group of guys in a daze. They didn't know what to do for a moment, so they quickly sent someone back to ask their superiors for instructions.
At this moment, their superiors were snoring in the anti-cannon hole they had just dug yesterday. When they were woken up, they were confused and hurriedly put on the hat hanging on the head of the bed.
The league is here?!
No, looking at the commander who quickly put on his military boots, the soldier said quickly, "A group of residents of Golden Gallon Port came to the position. They said you asked them to come here to dig the earth...
The chief who was wearing shoes was stunned for two seconds, stopped his hand tying his shoelaces and nodded.
If this happens, what's wrong?
The soldier was also stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.
That……
Send them shovels and shovels, tell them where to dig and how to dig. Do you still need to teach you?Grandma, I’m also a big fuss about this matter. The alliance calls me!
The chief cursed and threw away the shoes that had just been stabbed into his foot, threw the hat on the head of the bed, turned over and lay back.
He didn't go to bed at around three o'clock last night and was trapped on his head. He called him for this little thing, and he was simply ignorant!
After being scolded by surprise, the soldier also looked aggrieved, but he saw that the commander had already snored and could only trot to find the logistics staff in charge of the front line and sent the tools for digging to these survivors.
The survivors who received the tools immediately arrived on the position and started to work hard. Their hard work looked completely different from yesterday.
It was only after the sun was over and the supervisor carrying the whip walked to the position, and he was surprised to find that the whip in his hand could not be used.
Strange thing.
When did these animals become so diligent?
Several supervisors gathered together and looked at the guys who were burying their heads in the trenches and sweating profusely. One of them couldn't help but feel curious and walked up to ask.
It’s so strange, why are you so diligent today?
The survivor who was busy working did not raise his head and shouted with the supervisor carrying a whip on his back.
Master, if you are lazy, you have to eat a whip, but you have to do it in the end.
It's Mr. Ah, we are afraid of pain.
I have done my work early and I won’t have to endure hardships when the war is over.
These words are taught by the people who bring them money.
Of course they didn't dare to look up, especially the supervisor's face, for fear that they would be exposed at first glance.
The supervisor nodded, not doubting what they said, but he still couldn't help but sarcastically.
You have long been enlightened and are more diligent on weekdays. You will never be as poor as this person, no one is a person or a ghost.
Not to mention going to the army like him, just doing a small business or learning craftsmanship, he would never live as much as a beast and was tied here to dig the soil.
After all, I'm still too lazy.
The supervisor looked down at them for a while, and saw that they didn't need to work hard as if they were on the whip, so he was too lazy to move the whip. He turned around and went under the disguise net to enjoy the cool air.
On the other hand, Alayan, who completed the combat deployment, was inspecting the position.
He first inspected the most important artillery positions and anti-aircraft artillery positions, as well as machine gun fire points everywhere, and then turned to the front line and took a look.
Then he was surprised to find that the group of coolies who had worked hard before were just busy.
It's like there's a gold mine buried under the ground.
It's strange.
When did these lazy guys become so diligent?!
Putting down the telescope in his hand, Alayan looked at the adjutant beside him.
How much money did you send them?
The adjutant said with a proud look on his face.
Report to the sir!No money spent!
Didn't spend money?!Alayan looked at him with a silence, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.
The adjutant smiled and said as if showing off.
I heard from the people below that the local residents were looking forward to us winning as soon as possible and let their lives return to normal as soon as possible, so they brought their families to help early in the morning.
Speaking of this, he paused again and continued.
After all, it is the will of Your Majesty, the general is well-known, and the right time, place, people and people are on our side. It is difficult to lose this battle.
Although he was suspicious, Alayan couldn't refute his first half of the sentence. He just nodded and put down this irrelevant little thing.
He didn't need the coolies to dig the trenches at any standard, as long as they could provide his soldiers with a line-resistant bunker.
The real battlefield is in the city, and these trenches and fortifications need to be used when sending troops and transporting ammunition to the front line.
It would be better to give local residents some benefits. After a while, one person gave a piece of bread, which was considered as compensation for delaying their other work.
The bread he was talking about certainly did not refer to the soft, white, butter and jam he ate in the morning, but to the black bread mixed with a lot of bran and even gravel and wood chips.
This kind of bread is the staple food for most low-class citizens and middle- and lower-class farmers in the empire. It can be weighed as half a pound of Xilan coins for a few Xilan coins. The exact amount depends on the quality of the bread.
This bread has not been fermented and is harder than a biscuit when eaten. It can even be used as a weapon to beat people. Usually, it is broken and thrown into water and soaked.
But no matter what, it is much better than eating dirt and eating beans that will bloat.
The adjutant nodded respectfully.
What the adult said is, I will arrange it later.
Alayan nodded and then asked again.
By the way, is there any new news on Rajesh?
Rajesh is his capable general. He is not only an awakened man, but also has great marksmanship, especially at disguise and intelligence collection.
Long before the army arrived, he sent him and two other scouts to Port of Jingalun to collect information about the alliance's activities in the local area.
It's two days since the last contact.
He needs the latest intelligence before he makes his next operational plan.
The adjutant hesitated slightly and shook his head.
No new information has been sent yet... The alliance's military dispatch has definitely changed a lot recently. I guess Sergeant Rajesh should have wanted to report after it stabilizes.
Alayan frowned slightly.
...It seems we have to give him some more time.
He always had a bad premonition, but it seemed too early to make a conclusion.
He didn't dare to go too close to the front line, Alayan was sure that the Alliance soldiers hiding in the settlement must have been staring at the position, so he just took a look from a distance and retreated behind the bunker and cover.
The sun gradually sets down the mountain.
The officer responsible for the construction of the front-line position walked to the position and took a look, nodded with satisfaction, and then drilled back into the anti-aircraft hole.
This depth is definitely enough!
If this trend continues, they can complete the construction of the outer positions of Golden Gallon Port in up to three days. The alliance soldiers would never have dreamed that their construction speed would be so fast.
At the same time, on the edge of the settlement of Golden Gallon Port, a group of hot sweaty survivors were lined up in front of the alley with a look of trepidation.
This street is their own home, and there are people following several entrances in the block, so there is no need to worry about outsiders seeing it.
However, after all, it was the one who received the money from those iron people. Most people were a little worried, fearing that the iron people would repent, and fearing that they would be discovered by the soldiers of the empire after receiving the money.
However, when a brand new bill of 20 was stuffed into the hand, almost all the nervous expressions turned into a diligent smile.
Thank you, Master!A man with a sheet tied around his waist clasped his hands and thanked him. His touching expression was so moved that he could not kneel down on the spot.
He was very happy when he was responsible for giving money, but he still acted like a civilized person and criticized him.
Don't call me master, I can't stand it.We pay money and you contribute your efforts. This is called a transaction. Do you understand?We don't reward you.
The man obviously didn't understand and nodded and said with a smile.
OK, yes!
...Damn, when I said it in vain, leave quickly.I was too lazy to talk nonsense in one step, so I waved my hand and drove the person away.
Not far from the alley, two players wearing exoskeletons gathered together.
Looking at the guys queuing up to receive money, Shanhe couldn't help but sigh.
You guys are too fucking.
Today he received a task to transport several boxes of Xilan coins from the bank on Tulip Street to his teammates on the front line.
At first he was curious about what it cost to do so much money until he saw the scene in front of him.
Looking at the shocked friendly forces, he said with a chuckle.
The guy in our team is indeed a talented person, and his brain is more intelligent than me. He should be the leader.
The mountains and rivers dreamed of dreams and looked at him with envy, that was really envious.
Other teams are full of talents. On the other side, their team, four of them are born, and they can escape the problem even if they hide in the rain.
He is really tired when he leads this team.
By the way, have you seen any clues in the past two days?What are those guys planning?The mountains and rivers came into their dreams and asked casually.
He said with a smile by chance.
I don't know, but looking at their posture, they should be planning to move forward steadily, you must be careful in the Rowell Camp.
Mountains and rivers fell into dreams and looked at them in surprise.
Do you think they will use Camp Rowell as the main offensive direction?
By chance, he tried to analyze it.
Eighty percent, but it is hard to say. I just feel that the strategic significance of Rowell Camp is slightly larger than that of the Governor's Mansion, and the location of the Governor's Mansion is higher than that of the northern urban area. They have to spend a lot of effort to chew on it, and it is not easy to keep it.But if we take Camp Rowell, we can force us to retreat to Tulip Street and bring our front back to the state when the second phase of the offensive was just beginning.
Once the alliance's front shrinks near the port, it is impossible to buy local survivors and slaves as temporary sources of troops.
But on the contrary, recapturing the Governor's Office made no sense to them except to put the battlefield of street fighting from the slums to Tulip Street near the port in advance.
Moreover, the supply line may be cut off by the alliance or local militia trained by the alliance.
After thinking about the mountains and rivers, I thought it made sense.
At this moment, a local man with his upper body came over and said by chance.
Sir, someone is looking for you outside. He is a young man from the Rat tribe. He said that his name is Ah Xin and he is your servant.
When the mountains and rivers came to their dreams, they looked at each other in surprise.
servant?
Oh, that's not the case, it's a misunderstanding. By chance, he laughed and said in Mandarin, then looked at the NPC and continued in a human conversation, letting him in.
The naked local nodded.
OK
After all, they are doing shameful things, and any strange faces appearing here will arouse their alertness.
But if it is the servants of these iron men, it would be fine.
That's your own person.
Accompanied by two locals, the child named Ah Xin was brought here.
His expression was a little panicked, his hands were stuck in his pocket, his clothes were stained with mud, and there was a scratch and bruise on his face and arms, as if it was left not long ago.
Seeing the familiar face, the panic on his face disappeared and he immediately walked forward in surprise in three or two steps.
tuning fork!
By chance, he looked at him in surprise.
Yo, Ah Xin...what is wrong with you?
There is no need to care about a little injury... After swallowing, Ah Xin continued nervously, I'll take you to see one... No, three people.
I guess this kid was trying to ask him to help scare people. By chance, he took a look at the late sky, then looked at the young man and said with a smile.
Wait for a while, after we have dealt with the matter here, we will go back to the Governor's Office. Then we will go back with you. Whoever is blindly asked for trouble for you? Let's go to greet you.
No, you misunderstood. Ashin took a deep breath and calmed down and said, "No one is causing trouble for me. I won't bother you about this little thing. I just want to... give you a gift."
Before the iron man could ask, he continued to speak quickly.
They are General Alayan's men!
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