Taking advantage of the darkness, Fran and his party entered the city through the tunnel, then passed through the sewers and arrived at the refugee area. This place still belongs to the city of Elengrad, but it is different from the aristocratic area. This area is almost anarchic, and these refugees are crowded.
Here, there are no jobs and no source of income. During the day, some people will go to the inner city to do odd jobs to support their families. At night, they return to sleep in dirty tents.
There are not a few people who maintain this kind of living conditions. Most of them are young and strong young people and middle-aged people. They can survive by selling their physical strength, but they can just satisfy their food and clothing. After today, they don’t know tomorrow.
But now, due to the siege, their only source of income has been cut off. There is no food. The entire refugee area is littered with corpses. Groans and wailing sounds can be heard from time to time. The air is filled with a putrid smell, which is caused by some unprocessed food.
Bodies were left to rot in some abandoned tents.
When Fran and his party walked through the streets, they did not attract too many people's attention or alertness. The only thing they stared at was the food rations of these outsiders. To the hungry refugees, these well-dressed people were like walking corpses.
of meat.
With vigilance, Fran walked all the way to the center of the refugee area, a three-story wooden house. Since the refugee area is a no-nonsense zone, the police rarely set foot in it, so the order in this area is maintained by a group of gangsters composed of local gangsters.
.It’s just that now even the people in the underworld don’t have enough to eat or clothing to keep warm.
Fran walked straight in, and a big man came up to him, but he was pushed away by Fran, who was not very tall.
Behind him, a dozen members of the Silver Sword Brotherhood lined up and threw a pile of weapons directly on the ground.
"Bros."
Standing in front of the pile of weapons, Fran shouted loudly. No one dared to step forward to snatch the weapons.
The air became so quiet. Stepping on the dirty and messy floor, Fran walked into the crowd.
"Brothers, I came in from outside the city, but I am not your enemy. You are starving, freezing, and living in embarrassment here. However, outside the city, Lord Rhodes, the King of the North, has prepared everything for you.
Food. He pities all the people who suffered in the war. No matter who you are or who your father is, Lord Rhodes treats you equally. He doesn’t want to see you injured and hungry again. Tell me, what do you desire most now?
?”
"bread!"
Some hungry and emaciated men bravely shouted.
"Yes, bread. The bread has been prepared, but the city wall blocks the bread and food. We can break in and use cannons to knock down the city wall, but this will cause a lot of blood. The King of the North doesn't want to
See that scene."
"Then what to do? Let us starve to death here?!"
A gangster with scars on his face shouted loudly.
"The power of freedom is in your hands, stand up and fight! Fight the die-hards in this city! If they can't defend the city, they will destroy your lives in vain. Only by rising up against them and opening the city gate can you survive
Hope of going down. You must know the scene after the Snow Queen’s cannon blasted open the city gate, and thousands of people became victims of the sword.”
Fran spoke loudly.
Everyone surrounded him, stared at him, and looked at him.
"But look at us, how many of us can fight? Some of us can't even stand up."
The gang leader stood up and said helplessly.
"No one is born to fight! And no one is born with the courage to fight. But do you still have a choice? Look, this city has reached the edge of destruction. If we don't resist, all of us will die here. Don't
Be afraid of those garrison soldiers. They only obey the orders of the city's alderman. Kill the alderman and the garrison will have no one to give them orders. Damn it, do you think those soldiers also want to fight? Everyone cherishes it.
My own life!"
Fran continued to persuade loudly. It was more like persuasion than speech and encouragement. After all, he was also a person who had gone through ups and downs in his early years. He had multiple identities in the Brotherhood of Ghost Face, and being eloquent was just a must for an assassin.
One of the preparation skills.
Finally, after a moment of silence, a ragged and hungry man stood up. He walked up to Fran and silently picked up the weapon on the ground. Then he nodded to the outsider.
Soon, the second man came out. It was the ruffian who had just refuted him. He picked an ax and a shield. He excitedly hit the shield with the ax.
Afterwards, the gang leader came out and symbolically took the sword from Fran's hand.
The atmosphere of the whole place began to be ignited. More and more desperadoes came to the weapons pile and chose their own weapons, although some of them had never touched weapons in their lives.
"bread!"
"Bread! Bread!"
The crowd shouted and rushed out of the refugee camp.
On the hillside outside the city, Rhodes looked up into the distance. In the city of Erengrad, sparks of fire were being ignited. Sporadic firelight began to appear in the streets and houses. The red firelight began to spread from the refugee area, and then
, the old city was ignited, and little lights began to appear in the new city. These fires gradually connected into a line, and finally gathered into a lake and an ocean.
"The mob is coming in! The mob is coming in!"
The officials shouted in panic. There were only a few dozen guards who could not stop the tide of mobs. Hunger and pure desire for survival forced them to rush forward and seize control of the city. They wanted to open the city gate.
, to greet the food transport team and obtain food. During the two-month siege, they had nothing, and all their belongings were used to buy food. Now, there is only one life left. If even this life is needed
If you take it away, people will naturally fight to the death.
Finally, the last twelve Erengrad soldiers guarding the municipal residence escaped, throwing off their armor and fleeing in the blood-red wave. Mayor Grovers' fat body was leaning against the wall, preparing to climb over the wall and escape.
But all around the official residence were dense crowds of people. Crowded in the darkness, everyone was like a beast in order to survive.
Inside the city are rioting crowds, and outside the city are the Northern Alliance troops waiting for danger.
The moment the gate of Elengrad was opened, Rhodes knew that the northern campaign could come to an end for the time being.
The grain truck drove slowly towards the city of Oerengrad under the tight protection of northern soldiers.
Riding on tall war horses, Rhodes and Caroline followed the grain transport team into the city. Along the way, they heard the shouts of countless people——