Fang Chang’s concerns are not unreasonable.

The prerequisite for encircling a point and calling for reinforcements is that the besieged defenders still have some will to resist.

For the nearly three thousand imperial soldiers who were surrounded in the "Kraba Market", whether they owned this thing was obviously a mystery.

But compared to simply capturing a prince, he actually has a greater ambition...

Camp Lowell.

The murderous dagger wearing an exoskeleton found Lacy, who was sitting on an ammunition box and playing with LD-47, and got straight to the point.

"Come to life."

Putting the new toy he had just received aside, Lacy stood up and jumped off the ammunition box, bowing and nodding.

"At your command, my lord."

Murderous Dagger didn't waste any time. He took out a tablet and stuffed it into his hand. He clicked on the map and the battle plan listed next to it with his index finger.

"About three thousand remaining soldiers retreated to the Kelaba market. They commandeered the houses and all available bunkers in the market, and used the remaining ammunition and individual anti-armor weapons to build a new line of defense around this area. The good news is that they drove out

With the civilians in this area out of the way, we can freely use all available supporting firepower. As for the bad news, we haven’t seen it yet.”

"But even so, you still can't be careless and underestimate the enemy. I don't want a group of water dogs to suddenly regain their confidence. You need to do what we say, step by step, first surround the market, and then

Apply pressure on the besieged troops from four directions, southeast, northwest, and force them to break out..."

Pointing his index finger on the map, Murderous Dagger paused and continued.

"...We speculate that they will not go directly to the north. Both the east and west are good options. In order to reduce uncertainties, we need you to exert more pressure on the west and conduct some feint attacks appropriately to give them as many options as possible.

The east side is the main breakout direction."

Laci frowned and looked at him in confusion.

"Why let them go? I can catch them all for you."

Murderous Dagger said patiently.

"This involves the second step of the plan. We hope to intercept them as they retreat and drive some of the deserters to positions outside the settlement. Taking advantage of the support of the tens of thousands of troops outside the settlement, we hope to capture those who fled outside the city.

Eat it together with the tens of thousands of people lying outside the city."

This method can be regarded as an alternative to encircling the point and calling for reinforcements.

Alaya, who was stationed outside the settlement, made no new moves after deploying a team of 10,000 people into the trenches on the front line. It seemed that he planned to let the defeated troops in the settlement organize their own troops to break out, and the reinforcements

Mainly cover.

It seemed that General Alaya did not intend to lose more soldiers for this stupid attack plan, which just further proved that the attack itself was an accident.

Just like the thousand-man team that "landed on the beach" at French Fries Port.

There was an expression of surprise on Lacy's face. On the one hand, he was surprised by the plan of the alliance brothers, and on the other hand, he was surprised by their appetite.

That’s a whole team of ten thousand people!

And he is also the most elite ace in the empire!

However, there was no timidity on his face. He just thought about it briefly and asked an insignificant question that he was curious about.

"Since we want to let them go, why not just let them go from the north? Isn't it closer there?"

Murderous Dagger was stunned for a moment, looked at this guy with a strange expression, and asked.

"In other words, would you run directly north?"

Laxi was also stunned for a moment.

why not?

Regardless of this guy's confused expression, Murderous Dagger raised his head and glanced at the sky, then continued speaking quickly.

"It's getting dark, and we judge that they will choose to rest for the night and stick to their position until dawn the next morning. Generally speaking, that is the most relaxed moment and the most suitable time to break out... This is the plan. If there is a new

We will notify you of changes, but now we need you to act immediately."

With a fierce look in his eyes, Lacy reached out and picked up the rifle placed next to the ammunition box, and nodded seriously.

"give it to me."

Looking at Lacy who turned around and walked towards the camp radio station, Murderous Dagger suddenly remembered something and called out to him again.

"etc."

Laci stopped and looked back.

"Is there anything else?"

The murderous dagger pointed at the tablet in his hand.

"There are a few people up there that we want to keep alive. There are others. If anyone surrenders, try to stay alive if you can... Remember, the living are worth more than the dead."

Lacy nodded slightly.

"As commanded."

…

Kraba Market.

This is the largest market in Golden Gallen Port. It is located in the center of the northern city. It consists of hundreds of shops and stalls, surrounded by rows of square houses.

Usually these stalls are usually filled with colorful food, spices, textiles, trinkets, animals tied to ropes, and even some used electronic products and mechanical clocks shipped from other places.

Not only the poor and citizens will come here to buy daily necessities, but also some big business merchants and small nobles in luxurious clothes will come here on a whim, looking for some rare goodies or picking things up from the hands of inexperienced people.

.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as it is something that is available in the Xilan Empire, whether it is cheap red clay or toys produced in Ideal City, you can find it here if you spend some time.

Usually this market will be busy from dawn to sunset, but today it is as lively as ever.

The only difference is that the bustling crowd changed from shouting merchants and select customers to a group of fleeing "grey wolves"...

"Stop! What are you doing!? This is my house, you can't-ah, it hurts!"

A man in his thirties was grabbed by the arm and thrown out of the door by a soldier. He was thrown out onto the street along with his two disheveled wives and six children.

Judging from the clothes and appearance of this family, although their status is not high, they are definitely not snakes, rats, insects or birds.

But this made no difference to a group of defeated soldiers who had just suffered a defeat.

Without even listening to the angry-looking man's argument, the soldier directly raised the muzzle of his PU-9 submachine gun and pressed it against the man's forehead, yelling.

"This is not your home! Now! Immediately! Leave! If you don't want to ask for trouble!"

The cold touch made his heart feel like it was falling into an ice cave, his hands and feet felt cold, and his lips trembled, unable to speak.

There is another house not far away.

An old woman hugged a soldier's leg tightly and refused to let go. She begged and begged, but she was kicked in the door.

Not long after, there was a burst of gunfire, and then a group of soldiers carrying a machine gun crossed the bleeding threshold.

The man was completely stunned, and a warmth flowed down his trouser legs to the ground.

After glancing at the man who was so frightened that he peed his pants, Dilip didn't even bother to speak and just stepped over the threshold and entered the house.

The guard following him reached out and grabbed the man's collar, pushed him to the ground, and said a cold word.

"This is for your own good."

"roll!"

The man didn't dare to stay, so he stood up and hurriedly pulled the family away without even bothering to brush off the dust on his body.

The entire market was in a mess, and the disgraced residents were pushed out of their homes without even having time to pack their luggage.

A group of people huddled at a loss on the dirt road two streets away from the Kraba Market, looking at the unfamiliar streets around them at a loss.

There was a mother with a frightened face running around looking for her lost child, a well-dressed man hesitantly knocking on a nearby door to ask if he could take her in for the night, and someone was unbuttoning a piece of bread so hard that it could break a tooth...

…

Children separated from their relatives huddled on the ground and cried bitterly, devout believers clasped their hands in prayer, and some sat on the ground in despair and muttered.

"what should we do?"

"How long are they going to stay..." A gray-faced man muttered in a low voice, "Are we going to wait here forever if they don't leave?"

The old man next to him sighed, with a sad look on his face.

"...We can only wait."

At this moment, everyone's fate seems to have temporarily become the same, no matter what shape of label is attached to them.

Looking at the streets gradually blending into the dusk, some people rocked the children in their arms and hummed softly, some sang along, some closed their eyes and enjoyed the moment of tranquility and equality, weaving together a sea of ​​noise and chaos.

song...

They are actually quite lucky.

Most of the soldiers here have suffered defeat for the first time, and they still regard them as subjects of the empire to some extent. If they lose a few more times, it's hard to say what will happen.

The defeated army that retreated to the Kraba Market finally completed the construction of the defense line before dusk, and at this moment gunshots were heard from all directions.

They discovered that what seemed to surround them was not the devils summoned by the Alliance, but militia troops composed of local people.

And this also made these wolf soldiers trapped in the market extremely angry.

In their view, this is undoubtedly a betrayal.

Fortunately, the combat effectiveness of these militiamen was not very strong. Although they tried to launch several feint attacks under the cover of mortars, they did not have any obvious effect, so they retreated and changed to encirclement.

Every now and then, fire off a cold shot.
To be continued...