Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 319 Chapter 319
After all, Tarun X still did not have a loyal fort guard who could wait for him, nor did he wait for reinforcements from the direction of the fort.

He kept walking back and forth in his palace until it got dark again, but he didn't think of a good solution.

In fact, the entire royal city is completely out of control, and Tarun X has actually been unable to restore order here, and it is operating as usual.

Although the shelling had stopped a few days ago, and the attacks from the sea had dissipated long ago, the entire royal city still hadn't been able to return to its original state.

The civilians and rebels who have already killed their eyes, or have no retreat, are still raging in the city, with no intention of stopping at all.

All kinds of rumors and rumors are clamoring in the dust, and there are so many bizarre legends, which make it impossible for people who are already frightened to distinguish.

There are some rumors that His Majesty the King is dead. He died in the shelling a few days ago. The ministers kept his funeral secret, in fact, to maintain the power in their hands.

In fact, as usual, as long as Tarun X made public appearances a few times, similar rumors would immediately disappear without a trace.

But now it is very chaotic outside, and there is no media such as TV, so the road of Tarun X has become a big problem.

There is no way, Tarun X is not a capable person, and he has no courage to risk being attacked, and ran out of the palace to prove that he can still breathe...

Therefore, there is still a market for such rumors. Many people swear by their wife's aunt's brother-in-law's brother-in-law's second uncle's seventh brother's son's friend... Said that they saw with their own eyes that day that Tarun X was blown away by shells Half of the head scares me to death.

Of course, there are also those who say that the lower body was actually shot, so the ability is actually gone, so the harem princess or something will suffer.

There is also a legend that the enemy has already landed!
Yes, this legend was also passed on with a strong oath, and many people patted their chests and assured that they saw the enemy troops coming ashore.

Although these people couldn't tell what the other party's clothes looked like in the end, nor could they tell the exact number of people, let alone the purpose of the other party, but they would tell those who inquired about the news that the enemy had landed!Killing and setting fire in the city!
In fact, at this point, those who are interested have already understood that the rumors that the enemy troops have landed are obviously spread with a purpose.

The purpose of those who spread such rumors is simple, they are taking advantage of the chaos to make money, and naturally need the chaos to continue.

Now that the enemy has stopped bombarding them, they have to create new anxiety to make their actions more convenient, and at the same time artificially create a villain who will take the blame!

The reason is very simple. These people kill people and steal goods. After the matter is over, they will blame the invading enemy army, and others will pay for the loss.

And what about themselves?It is to take advantage of all the benefits, and when they hide in the future until the weather is calm, no one will pursue and judge their crimes.

Against such a chaotic background, the royal city of Tarun Kingdom has become a purgatory on earth.

A large city with a population of 100,000 people will soon turn into a quagmire that swallows lives after losing order and effective management.

Any city needs countless officials and laborers to work hard day and night to maintain its operation.Once these things are disturbed or stopped, everything will fall apart.

Modern cities are fragile, and so are the people who live in them.They lack the ability to deal with the collapsed situation, and they don't even have the basic experience to survive.

In reality, a huge city with a population of several million can collapse within a few weeks just by destroying the waterworks.

All it takes is a 48-hour power outage, and basic modern civilization will be destroyed, smartphones will be completely useless, the Internet will no longer work, and people will panic.

Cutting off water and electricity is enough to turn people in a city into beasts, become irritable, hate each other, and cause tragedies such as robbery, riots and killings.

And in a big city with millions of people, the food reserves will run out within a few weeks. At that time, the gates of hell will be opened, and the real despair will begin to spread, and all the suffering and crimes have just begun.

Although in the era of this alien world, the development of the city has not become so huge and complicated, but the city itself is still fragile.

Take the Tarun King City in front of us as an example. It has been seven or eight days since no one has come to collect the feces of the residents-these things were supposed to be transported out of the city and sold to farmers as fertilizer.

But now, who would buy these stinky excrement?So these disgusting excrement piled up between the ruins and buildings, and began to be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

This filled the air of the entire city with a rotten and stench. The septic tanks that no one cared about had already overflowed, mosquitoes swarmed in groups, and infectious diseases had actually begun to spread.

Because of the crazy zero-yuan purchases a few days ago, dead bodies can be seen everywhere in the courtyards and streets of this city.

Some of the corpses began to decompose due to the weather, and most of the corpses in the rooms or buildings were not found or cared for.

They are all carriers of plagues, and they are also breeding grounds for harmful animals and insects such as flies and mice.

Originally, these corpses needed to be incinerated immediately in an organized manner, but now no one cares about them at all.

There are very few teams that can really be organized, and they are almost either near the outer city wall defense line or around the palace.

In the rest of the city, not to mention the patrols picking up the corpses, there was hardly a single person in sight.

At this moment, most of the kind-hearted civilians have taken refuge outside the city, and some well-guarded wealthy and bureaucrats have also fled to the country manors.

Those who stay are either the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled who cannot leave their homeland, or speculators with ulterior motives, and naturally it is impossible to pay attention to any laws and regulations.

Therefore, no matter how you look at it, Tarun King City can now be said to be a dead city.

"Where is the person who inquired about the news? Where is the person?" Tarun X stared hysterically at the prime minister and several ministers, and asked loudly.

Before, he let the ministers go home for the night, but there were always fewer people returning to the palace to discuss politics the next day, so Tarun X simply detained these ministers in his palace.

He also sent people to pick up the family members of these detained ministers, causing the entire palace to be filled with smoke and smog.

That was what he did a few days ago when his orders were more effective—now, he no longer dared to easily send his confidants and troops outside the palace.

Because, the two confidantes he sent to the fort before never returned, and most of the people he sent out to inquire about in the past few days have never heard from them.

Obviously, these people all went out with weapons, and the possibility of being intercepted and killed was actually very low. The most likely thing was that they ran away as soon as they left the palace, and did not carry out the tasks assigned to them by the king at all.

"Your Majesty! I don't know..." The prime minister hurriedly blamed him, he had no hope for the kingdom.

In the past few days, he didn't even dare to send envoys to find the commanders of those enemy warships lying across the sea, because these envoys also never returned, and there was no so-called progress at all.

And the royal city in front of me has been almost swallowed by civil strife, and there is no cure at all-even the people sent out are often lost, so how can we manage and control the entire city?

What's more, the food stored in the city is almost exhausted, when there will be a food shortage, those rioters will be hungry, and desperately want to find something to eat in the palace, what should I do?
Thinking of this, the prime minister couldn't help but secretly smiled bitterly in his heart - he, the prime minister of Tarun Kingdom, seemed to have achieved his goal.

"I don't know! I don't know! Why don't you know anything? Huh?" Tarun X was furious, and his voice was raised to the point of inflection.

"Useless waste! They are all waste! They are all traitors!" He shouted impotently, venting his dissatisfaction and fear.

Then, he grabbed a water glass and smashed it at the feet of the prime minister and several ministers detained in the palace: "Get out! Get out!"

Several ministers and the prime minister hurriedly exited the hall as if they had received an amnesty, while Tarun X, who was already berserk, cast his gaze on a trembling waiter standing aside.

"You... come here!" He beckoned to the waiter with a gloomy expression.

Seeing the king calling him, the waiter showed an expression uglier than crying, and reluctantly moved his thin body towards His Majesty the king.

Seeing the other party being so twitchy and frightened, Tarun X became even more irritable. He walked straight to the other party, swung his arms and gave the other party a loud slap in the face.

The waiter was whipped and turned around in a circle, and took a few steps back before barely standing on his feet.But before he could stand up straight again, King Tarun's stormy fist struck again.

A few minutes later, King Tarun panted heavily, stepped on the waiter covered in blood, and glanced at the remaining silent maids and waiters: "What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of me? What are you afraid of?" ?Um?"

While talking, he kicked the bloody living sandbag on the ground: "Why are you afraid of me? Why are you afraid of me? Say it! Why are you so afraid of me? What are you doing? Say it!"

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It wasn't until the guards carried the waiter's body out of the room and threw it away in fear, and the maids bravely stepped forward to clean the blood-stained ground, that the only sound left in the entire conference hall was the rustling of rags rubbing against the ground.

That is, a kind of eerie, scary, calm.

(End of this chapter)