"Come here, come here. The worst that can happen is to surrender to the United Army. You will die anyway." The old squad leader said with a heartbeat.
Several other sentries couldn't help showing panic expressions after hearing this.
"Squad leader, be careful what you say! If the nobles listen to it, our entire outpost will be destroyed."
"It's over! You don't need to listen to the nobles. By the time of the autumn harvest, our whole family, old and young, will be doomed. Don't you know it before we come out? This year's grain production has been greatly reduced. The spring harvest is better. At least we commoners can still make a living. Although
If you don't have enough to eat, you can endure it. But the autumn harvest is here, and the grain harvest will be reduced by another 20%. Even the private army of the noble lord may not have enough to eat. Is it possible that it will be the turn of us commoners?" The old squad leader said with a face.
Said sadly.
The other sentries also looked at a loss. Before going out, they had also heard that the family's fields would probably not be rented to the noble lord this year, let alone the seeds and rations left.
"Do you still remember how we lived before the war with Marquis Aslan? Even after handing over the land and food to the nobles, we still have leftover food to sell to Marquis Aslan. His Chamber of Commerce will never
The price was lowered and the acquisition was slightly lower than the market, and those days were definitely the best days for us."
The old monitor continued.
The middle-aged man nodded in agreement and said, "Yes! Because we sell grain to the Tianping Chamber of Commerce, and the Tianping Chamber of Commerce occasionally brings some cheap cloth to sell to us, our whole family had clothes to wear last year."
With the middle-aged man's agreement, a lively discussion erupted throughout the outpost.
Suddenly, crisp applause sounded, making the entire post stunned. They couldn't pick up their martial spirit and look in the direction of the applause.
I saw a man wearing a gray camouflage uniform, a steel helmet on his head, a new rifle on his shoulder, and bulletproof armor that looked very similar to armor. He was holding a dagger in one hand. Clear applause sounded as he slapped the back of his hand.
"United Army!" the middle-aged man shouted with a hint of trembling in his tone.
"Yes, we are the United Army under Marquis Aslan. I just heard what you said. Are you willing to surrender?" The soldier inserted the dagger into the strap of his thigh and asked with a gentle expression.
The old squad leader quickly grabbed everyone around him, took a deep breath and stood up.
"Can you keep us safe? And our families."
As soon as they heard the old squad leader negotiating with the other party, several people calmed down and looked around cautiously.
"Of course, as long as you are willing to surrender, you are also the people of the Marquis, and your lives will naturally be guaranteed." The soldier raised his hands and said with a smile.
"It's better to let me enter the outpost! If I am discovered by the patrolling knights, it will be really dangerous."
The old squad leader nodded and let the United Army soldier enter the post.
The outpost is not big, only about ten square meters, with two floors in total. The upper floor is a beacon tower. Just throw in a little spark to send out a smoke warning.
"Everyone, you should know that the nobles are all vampires. They are eager to suck our blood dry. Not only us, but also our children and grandchildren. The nobles will not let it go. They just want to suck my blood endlessly.
, let us become their slaves forever, but Marquis Aslan is different. The lord is committed to building a new world where everyone can have enough food and clothing, and now the Merlox Province has achieved this."
"As fellow Clevelanders, the lord naturally doesn't want you to continue living such a miserable life, so we are here."
The old squad leader's blood boiled in his heart, but he still looked vigilant on the surface.
"You really won't kill us?" the old squad leader asked again.
The leading soldier of the unified army took out the food from his pocket.
"You'd better eat something first! You have no choice now. I heard that the grain production will be greatly reduced this year, and Marquis Aslan is your only choice."
The old squad leader took the compressed biscuits and cans and looked at the things on hand blankly, not knowing how to eat them.
"Old squad leader, we have no choice." As soon as the middle-aged man heard about the reduction in grain production, the last line of defense in his heart collapsed. Either way, he would die, so he might as well be a dead ghost.
What's more, Marquis Aslan has always been a representative figure who loves his people like his own children.
The middle-aged man took a piece of compressed biscuit and played with it for a long time before the soldier tore open the packaging.
"This way you can eat it."
The middle-aged man followed suit, and after taking a bite, he couldn't help but shed tears.
"tasty!"
After hearing the middle-aged man's words, the rest of the people followed suit. The last few people looked at the old squad leader's can. The soldier smiled and said: "Use a knife to cut the iron sheet on it, and then put it on the fire to bake.
The meat will taste better."
When they heard someone, everyone's eyes lit up and they quickly started to operate.
The old squad leader watched everyone eating and asked nervously: "Sir, what are we going to do next?"
The leading soldier smiled and said: "From now on, you just need to stay as you are. Our army will quickly cross here, so you just need to stay as you are."
The old squad leader understood immediately and couldn't help but get excited.
He got an important piece of news from the words of the leading soldiers, that is, Marquis Aslan sent troops to attack the federal kingdom of Cleveland.
The guard came out of the guard post, and several figures immediately walked out of the darkness.
"No. 3 has surrendered."
The other people nodded, leaving only two people to monitor, while the remaining people quickly led to the blockade and moved towards the hinterland.
In order not to expose the whereabouts of the army, they eliminated all fifteen outposts along the way, and thirteen of them surrendered. The other two were killed just as they tried to light fires as a warning.
Now that the army can march straight in, the vanguard team begins to cooperate with the cleaning up of the patrolling Cavaliers. The Cavaliers can only disappear for three hours. If the patrolling Cavaliers do not return within three hours, the Cleveland army will definitely be alerted.
They only have three hours.
The old squad leader and others gathered around to eat the meat from the can, and the compressed biscuits were dipped in the soup inside, and they ate with gusto.
Soon, they heard the sound of dense footsteps. The middle-aged people and the old squad leader secretly stretched their necks to watch, and then they saw a scene they would never forget. A team with no end in sight was quickly crossing the blockade they were responsible for.
.
The neatly marching team was as quiet as ice the whole way. There was no abnormal sound except for the footsteps. The most important thing was the speed of the march. The old squad leader was also well-informed. Just by looking at it, he understood that the team in front of him was all composed of
Composed of professionals.
As long as professionals can break out at such a marching speed, ordinary soldiers will not be able to catch up with them even if they try their best.