In an extreme sense, there are only two kinds of people in Bastille.
One is the slave hunter, and the other is the hunted slave. These slaves who have not yet had time to sell become the natural soldiers of the night raiders. As long as you unshackle them and give them any weapon,
Both men and women, old and young, would rush towards the Bastille soldiers without fear of death, and their ferocity was even higher than that of the night raiders.
None of the Bastille soldiers who fell into their hands were intact. They were humiliated and oppressed too much, and there was more hatred buried in their hearts than the water of the Nu River of despair.
At the end of the fight, the Bastille soldiers didn't know exactly how many people there were on the other side. Some said five thousand, some said ten thousand, and some said one hundred thousand. Anyway, it was endless.
Built on a dangerous terrain, the Bastille Castle, which is said to be able to withstand tens of thousands of troops besieged by thousands of defenders, failed to survive in this chaotic situation.
The killing continued until the sun rose to the top of the pole. Except for a small number of soldiers with a keen sense of smell who ran out of the Bastille immediately, none of the remaining Bastille soldiers were alive. They were all dug into the ground by the newly released Andis mountain slaves.
They dug it out three feet deep and hacked it to death with a knife.
Walking on the devastated streets, Sean didn't feel any joy at all.
This night attack can be regarded as a complete victory. Not only did the remaining troops in the Bastille be annihilated, but the Bastille was also completely taken down, which paved the way for the next plan, but Sean was still not happy.
.
In this night attack, he sacrificed a total of seventy-two brothers who had grown up with him. They were the ones responsible for the night attack because they were the only ones who had specialized training in this aspect and only they could cooperate in this way.
tacit agreement.
Human beings are a complex of contradictions, and reason and sensibility are always in constant conflict.
When arranging the troops, Sean, who had the upper hand with rationality, made the best choice with the highest winning rate and the lowest sacrifice.
Now feelings have taken over in Sean's mind, and he regrets sending them to the front line.
To be honest, he would rather sacrifice more mountain people whom he didn't know or even be familiar with than to have any of them make mistakes.
They were so young, so energetic, and so energetic. He always felt that they should have greater achievements and should not waste their young lives here.
Yes, in Sean's eyes, this is indeed a waste. Because of the destruction of the village and the stimulation of the bloody battle on the mountain ridge, there are obvious problems with his recent decision-making, and he is a bit eager for quick success. If he spends more time planning the Bastille,
, perhaps the losses can be reduced even lower.
Such thoughts made Sean blame himself even more, as if he had indirectly killed them and the person who trusted him the most.
Sean clearly remembers the name of each fallen person, each person's voice and appearance, and even each person's preferences, strengths and weaknesses.
As his intelligence continues to improve, his memory has become very outstanding. Although he cannot say that he will not forget anything, the forgetting cycle is obviously longer than ordinary people.
So far, he still clearly remembers everything that happened on the day he was born, including all kinds of details. Sometimes he starts to miss his not smart brain in his previous life, because at that time, he could slowly forget it as time goes by, no matter what.
Happiness or pain.
Sean is not a pacifist or a defender of humanity, but he doesn't like this method of solving problems purely by killing. He thinks this method is the lowest level.
Especially the cathartic killing scene in front of us. The former perpetrator has now become the victim. The two are completely reversed. What is the use except exposing the evil roots of human nature?
What is the sublimation of humanity in killing?
That's all nonsense. As long as your hands are stained with blood, no matter whether they are innocent or guilty, as long as your humanity has not been lost, you will be more or less contaminated with various negative emotions and distort your soul.
After the hysterical catharsis, there was endless emptiness. Many Andis mountain slaves knelt down in a pool of blood and cried loudly. Is it because of surviving the disaster, getting revenge, or thinking of their relatives?
And know.
Sean has no desire to become a close brother or a psychiatrist. There are more and more important things waiting for him to do. The capture of the Bastille is just the beginning. Old Burton and the Bastille Army he led are theirs.
Another goal, the conflict between the two parties is irreconcilable, and now it can only be solved by the means that Sean least despises.
There is no turning back when the bow is fired. So many people's lives have been sacrificed. How can Sean stop here? This time he needs to be more fully prepared to minimize casualties as much as possible and avoid more regrets.
produce.
Counting the losses, sealing up the Bastille's grain depot and military depot, preparing for refitting and reorganization...
Sean has long been extremely proficient at multitasking. His right brain is thinking about things that are not there, and his left brain is quickly circling the next arrangements. Fortunately, there are teenagers who have been trained by himself, let's call them the Youth Army.
Well, trivial tasks such as counting losses, rescuing the injured, and collecting supplies do not require him to do it himself, and are arranged in an orderly manner.
During the night attack, they exposed many problems. As a makeshift army, their coordination ability was really poor.
Especially the violent mountaineer army led by Skullcrusher McGee. They had no intention of cooperating with each other. Instead, they rushed forward in a swarm, and then fought completely alone. They were not at the same level as the city gate garrison who enforced orders and prohibitions.
If the city gate garrison hadn't been demoralized by the barrage of the Andis Longbows led by Sean, in a confrontation of a legional nature, it would have been difficult for the Berserker Mountain Legion to defeat the enemy even if its individual soldiers were far superior in quality.
To get a good deal, there were twenty or thirty centuries like the Bastille Army led by old Burton.
Even the youth army, which has the best awareness of collaborative operations, has problems. Their collaborative operations are limited to their own companions, the Andis Longbow Team led by Sean, and the violent mountaineer army led by Skullcrusher McGee.
Totally out of touch.
They don't need to be in such a hurry to confront the city gate garrison. They only need to wait a few more minutes before the Andis Longbow Team led by Sean comes up. Before the confrontation, they first give the opponent a wave of arrows. The casualties of the youth team are
will be significantly reduced.
Of course, this can also be understood as the Andis Longbow Team's actions were too slow and failed to keep up with the actions of the Youth Army.
Identifying a problem does not mean that it can be solved. Collaborative operations cannot be improved by just talking, but by years of consistent running-in. As long as you practice a few more times, the problem will naturally be solved.
However, it is obviously unrealistic at present. Not to mention that Old Bolton will not give them so much time. There are also many problems within their alliance. The only ones that can be completely controlled by him are the Youth Army and those Andis Mountains who have been recruited from all aspects.
The people can only be regarded as half.
They only follow them for revenge. As long as it can help them achieve this goal, they don't mind whether they follow Sean or Ryan.
Although Skullcrusher McGee is extremely supportive of Sean because of personal favors, it is also based on the premise that both parties have a common goal. If Sean's actions run counter to the interests of Shengshui Village, even Skullcrusher McGee will support him.
, his brothers also refused.
In fact, after Sean temporarily changed his plan, there were already people who complained and complained about their leader, but they were suppressed by Skullcrusher McGee with his own authority. Now he has a glorious victory that he can win.
Just because they temporarily agree with him does not mean that he is qualified to jump over Skullcrusher McGee and point fingers at them.
Not to mention Scavenger Clayton, the trick he played earlier had completely offended the old guy, and the not-so-deep friendship between the two parties had been completely exhausted.
I don’t know what bad things he is holding in his stomach now. He is looking for good opportunities and has no time to pay attention to Sean. Looking back, if he doesn’t give Sean a chance, he will not be the scavenger Clayton.
"Tang, I finally found you. There's trouble." A young soldier ran over in a hurry. His face and clothes were covered with blood stains. Even after the fierce battle, he had no chance to rest. His eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.
However, he was very energetic, and the pride and excitement on his face was almost flowing down his face.
These young and energetic young troops do not have as many distractions as Sean. The nearly perfect night attack last night was completely led by them, especially the fearless confrontation with the Bastille Gate garrison.
It also showed the momentum of their youth army.
Even the self-respecting soldiers of the Furious Mountain Men Legion gave them a thumbs up, which was exactly what they had been dreaming of for years.
As for the sacrificed companions, they are also heartbroken, but they are more proud of them. None of them are cowards. The remaining people will continue to live with their share and create more brilliance.
"What happened?" Sean asked as he walked. Young Jun's current mood was what he was most worried about. He had never advocated sacrificing one's life for righteousness or fearing life and death, but the people he brought out all held the same attitude.
The concept of life and death is a small matter, and always thinking of doing something big and earth-shattering.
Don’t they know that in this era of barbaric laws, if you want to do great things, you need countless bones to lay the foundation?
In the past, they were just in the fantasy stage, but now he has personally dragged them into this fast lane. If they want to stop, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.
"Our people had a conflict with the slaves who had just been freed. They are confronting each other in front. Marshall is negotiating with the other party, but the situation is very tense. When I saw that the situation was not good, I came to find you. You should hurry up and take a look!"
"You are the only one who is smart." Sean cursed angrily. The young soldier named Ralph meant that Marshall couldn't solve the situation there and had to solve it himself, so he decided to come here without permission.
I called him, but he still involuntarily quickened his pace and rushed over there.