Dennis was woken up from her sleep. Grand Master Eileen just gave a simple verbal notice, asking her to meet in the corridor in five minutes. In a daze, Dennis had to get up and change clothes, a battle robe, which was rarely worn.
For formal occasions, if necessary, it must be a big event.
At first, she didn't know what was going on. It wasn't until she saw the best fighting witches in the entire magic academy gathered in the corridor that Dennis realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Sisters, the thugs have gathered in front of the Winter Palace. The benevolent Majesty the Queen gives way again and again, but this group of thugs is not grateful at all. They are determined to attack the Bandaga Palace. Be ready and wait for my order, if necessary
When the time comes, magic will become our weapon to assist the Snow Queen in eradicating these thugs."
Grand Master Irene gave a brief speech in front of the fighting witches. Only then did Dennis know that the intensifying refugee flow had finally triggered a large-scale riot. In other words, what they had to face tonight was not an alien race.
and beasts, but a group of hungry, almost defenseless civilians. Of course, in the words of Erin and the Snow Queen, they became a mob.
It’s not that Dennis has no actual combat experience. He previously fought against the undead army by himself. Later, when the green-skinned troops came to the city, he assisted Her Majesty the Queen in casting a blizzard. If there is anyone in the magic academy who has more combat experience than himself, I’m afraid there are only a few elders.
Mentor and high level combat wizard.
Most of the others are still apprentices.
It was not difficult to deal with a group of unarmed civilians. But Dennis felt extremely depressed. He had been sent to the magic academy for so long and worked hard to learn magic, but in the end, this was what he did? First, he assisted the Snow Queen to cast a blizzard, but the result was that although
Blocked the invasion of the orcs, but also devoured and destroyed the farmers' farmland. Hunger and poverty prompted this riot...and now, he has to answer the queen's call and use extremely powerful magic to deal with these so-called mobs?
They were indeed a mob, burning buildings, smashing and looting in the city, and raping women... However, who forced them to take this road? Underneath the fierce and twisted faces, there were originally simple,
Ordinary civilians who abide by the law.
Outside the high wall, sporadic gunshots were heard, and Dennis tried hard to force herself not to think about it. She had to pretend to be calm and resolutely carry out all the orders of the Snow Queen. But...she still longed not to take action herself, but to use cold hands.
Brutal frost magic to kill those "mobs".
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"Father! Do we really want to do this?"
In the Kislev City Square, the Snow Eagle Legion was fully armed and occupied this place. Five hundred shooter soldiers were dispatched from the city wall for the command of Count Vladimir. Young Boris still questioned his father's decision until the war started.
.
Of course, this was not Vladimir's decision. He was just following the Snow Queen's order to suppress the rioting people with an iron fist.
Burnt city buildings were burning not far away, and thick smoke filled the sky, blocking the moonlight.
Vladimir didn't know how to explain it to his son, or rather, he couldn't understand it at his current age.
"Quiet, Boris! My son." Vladimir looked at his son and pulled him to him. "We must do this. The duty of a soldier is to obey orders."
"There must be a better way. They are not orcs, and they can negotiate peace, or some other way?"
Boris's face was twisted in pain. He saw that among this so-called mob, there were old people, children, skinny hungry people, and beggars with nothing. Most of the weapons they held in their hands were not real weapons.
But various farm tools, sticks, sickles... Such a team is not a real army at all. As long as a dozen shooting soldiers are arranged in the alley, it is enough to kill thousands of such civilians. He is really
I don't want to do anything, and I don't want to see it either.
But his father, Vladimir, has already accepted the order. He has no choice. The Snow Eagle Legion does not belong to him alone, but to Kislev. This is the Queen's army. If he doesn't do it, someone else will do it.
.And his family will become new refugees. In order to protect his family and continue his family, Vladimir has no choice.
He looked at his son meaningfully. As a father, he happily watched his son become a qualified warrior. However, the world is cruel and not everything can be solved by brute force.
"There's no other way, kid."
Vladimir sighed heavily and ordered the guards to pull Boris behind him. In front of him, the first wave of mobs had already rushed over.
Intense gunshots rang through the night sky, and Boris could only open his eyes wide. He saw dozens of civilians rushing in front instantly falling into a pool of blood. Soon, a second wave of gunfire rang out, and dozens more civilians fell.
On the way to the charge, the people in the back row were shocked by the power of firearms. Some people started to flee with their heads in their hands, while some people continued to rush forward without hesitation. They stepped on the bodies of the people in front, grabbed the weapons they dropped, and were hysterical.
of the Tsar's regular army.
The shooting army has withdrawn to the back row, and the Knight of Boville led the legionnaires in mail to stand in the front row.
Under the night, with flames soaring into the sky, Boris saw the refugees rushing towards the steel wall in an unorganized manner. Only a dozen Bovell knights and two hundred heavy infantrymen of the Snow Eagle Legion blocked the road into the square.
.In front of the Kislevian regular army equipped with large shields and mail armor, a large number of mobs fell under the regular army's defense lines. Blood stained the streets leading to the palace red.
However, this is not over yet.
The mob that could not break through the defense line began to retreat. They fled in all directions like frightened rats. Some old people fell down in the disintegrating crowd, and their bodies were trampled by countless feet. There were also some children sitting next to their dead parents, crying loudly.
.Under the firelight, it was like a scene of hell on earth.
How Boris wanted to rush over, pick up the child, and even save his parents. But this was impossible. He didn't even have the power to choose a side. His family swore allegiance to the Tsar, and the Ice Queen Katerina was Kisli.
Husband's Tsar...
When the riot was suppressed by firepower, people lost the courage to continue to move forward. But the commander of the regular army in Kislev City had prepared an encirclement and suppression plan in advance. He did not want this mob to leave the city alive.
The gate to the outer city wall was closed and sealed. Archers and crossbowmen were already waiting on the wall.