My name is Ren

Chapter 119 Chapter [-] This chapter is "One Sword Turns the Universe" from today's midnight reward plus update, yes, I am so long
The offensive and defensive battle of the city wall is a huge meat grinding field. This sentence can only be effective when the defending side has elite soldiers, or warriors who dare to face death.When the city walls were guarded by workers who hadn't had enough to eat for four or five days and didn't even have the strength to wield their weapons, this sentence was obviously reserved.

In less than an hour, the city wall of Balatan had fallen, and a large number of workers retreated to the buildings in the city. They used to fight back wave after wave through street fighting here. enemy.And now, they still want to use this method to prove that the working class is also powerful.

Kent huddled on the second floor of a building, with a longbow and two arrows beside him, all of which were snatched from the merchants' warehouses.He stared out at the street through the window, quiet, without a trace of human voice.He frowned, according to the battles he had experienced before, those people should have broken through here, why didn't anyone see it here?He looked at the few workers around him. Everyone's eyes were full of confusion about the future and gloomy despair.

They have lost their fanaticism, and they no longer think that self-help will save everyone.

"Do you want to go out and have a look?" Someone suggested, "Go to the rooftop, you should be able to see the situation two streets away."

In order to facilitate the transportation between factories and warehouses, Baratan has modified many places.The city is like a huge sand table in the hands of the rulers, changing every building and every street anytime and anywhere according to their wishes.

The offer made the room even more silent, and Kent hesitated, then stood up.With a longbow on his back and a pot of arrows, he climbed up the ladder to the rooftop.He didn't stand up. His previous combat experience told him that standing on a high place can see far and can also become a striking target.He crawled, slowly climbed to the edge of the roof, and looked into the distance.The fire ignited in the distance left only shock in his eyes, and he could no longer tolerate other emotions.

That is the lower [] city of the city, this is the official statement, in the eyes of the common people it is a slum.The crowded and narrow streets are not conducive to large-scale marches, and in several battles the troops from the nobles outside the city have given up on invading the city from the slums.In the slums, often three to five hundred people can resist a team of thousands of people. With the familiar geographical environment, it is easy to stop the march of the imperial army.

But this time, it was obviously different from before.The entire slum is burning with flames, and the wind blows with the screams of people, as well as the smell, the smell of something being burnt.The banners passed smoothly through the slums, passed through the almost undefended industrial area, and entered the center of the city.He broke out in a cold sweat, stood up abruptly and looked back, behind him, the banners were constantly swaying and moving.

Too bad, these people came from behind.

He trembled violently, a kind of extreme fear swallowed his calmness, he felt powerless all over his body, a sense of weakness permeated his heart, he didn't even seem to have the strength to take a step.

With a buzzing sound, the air seemed to be torn apart by the sound, and there was a black spot in his vision. His legs and feet fell to the ground in embarrassment, avoiding the arrow just in time.He crawled along the window and fell into the room on the second floor, all eyes were on him.

He panicked and pointed at the back of everyone's defensive direction, his panicked voice became thinner and extremely unstable, "They are coming, they are coming from behind!"

How can it be? !
This thought came to everyone's mind at the same time, how did the imperial army break through the fortified line of defense and enter the center of the city?
Kent curled up in the corner. He used to think that although he was usually quiet, he was definitely a responsible man.But just now, at the moment when he brushed shoulders with the god of death, he discovered his own insignificance and cowardice.He curled up, hugged his legs, trembling uncontrollably, his eyes lost sight, and muttered to himself, "It's over, it's over, haha, it's all over! We're dead!"

The faces of the people in the room were extremely ugly, and they didn't know how to deal with this situation.After all, they are not soldiers, not soldiers, but a group of workers who have taken up weapons and are not yet proficient in using them.They don't have a systematic command system, and they don't have leaders with sufficient military capabilities. They are completely at a loss and at a loss in the face of such an unprecedented situation.

The sound of fighting finally came from behind, and there was no trace of blood on everyone's face.One is because of fear, fear of getting hurt, fear of death.The second is because there are their families in the rear.

"How to do?"

"Surrender!"

"Yes, we surrendered. I have heard that the imperial army will not kill prisoners. They don't even kill the prisoners of the full moon, let alone we are Orlando, Desi people!"

The weapon was thrown out of the window, and a piece of white clothing was held up by a wooden pole and stuck outside the window.

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour or two, maybe only three or four 10 minutes, a group of soldiers rushed up from the stairs like wolves and tigers, their swords resting on the necks of the workers.A soldier kicked over Kent, who was hugging the trembling hair, "Get out and kneel, whoever looks up will die."

This is an absolutely unfair fight!
But Ren is not satisfied!
In fact, he couldn't say that he was dissatisfied. He originally hoped that there would not be too many people coming, but he underestimated the ability of those nobles to adapt to the situation.When the 500 members of Leos and the Bolton family left the city neatly, the nearby nobles all took action.It was originally planned that 6000 people would enter Baratan, but 3000 people were abruptly supported, and some people were still on their way.

These bastards!

The nobles rode horses and stopped behind Ren, the flames and blood dyed a layer of excited red light on their faces, and Andor was as humble as a dog, with a flattering smile on his face, leading The reins of Wren's mount.

With the help of the leading party and the gangsters, the army entered Balatan and went straight to the slums.The members of the disciplinary committee headed by Hugo took the lead in raising the butcher knife against their former colleagues and workers, paving a way for the imperial army to enter the city center.Hardly encountered any decent resistance, the team of more than 1 people began to wipe out from the inside out.All strongholds who dared to resist, whether individual or collective, were all beheaded.

Those who were willing to surrender, or those who had collapsed and started running around, were all tied up in a row like cattle, crowding everywhere they looked.

People stared at Andorra who betrayed the entire working class in Balatan with reddened hate eyes, but Andorra felt no guilt, as if betraying the Self-Help Society and the workers was what he should and must do.

"Pull these people out of the city to take care of them, vacate the interior of the city, and restore the order of the city first." As the designer of this attack plan, Rennes naturally occupied the dominant position.As soon as his voice fell, it was immediately conveyed to the ears of all the soldiers in the entire city like an order.Three or five soldiers holding swords and spears can drive away ten or even dozens of times as many workers.These workers and soldiers kept leaving, making the streets clear again.

During the conversation, soldiers came to return to their orders, and there was still stubborn resistance in the XC area, and the entire city had not yet been completely recovered.

Ren squinted at Andor, and Andor shuddered, and immediately explained: "The ones stationed in the west city are the largest group of transport workers in Balatan. They have the largest number of people, and they are also the most united group of people." Speaking of which, Andor Er wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I can persuade them to surrender."

Ren frowned in displeasure, "No need." He looked at the soldiers, "Prepare kerosene and set fire to the city. Since they like not to come out in the XC area, it's fine, fulfill their wish and let them live forever." stay there."

The soldier hesitated for a moment. There were not only workers who stubbornly resisted in that urban area, but also some civilians.He didn't care about killing workers, and would be proud of it, because the workers' rebellion had already meant that they were on the road to fighting the empire.But those civilians are innocent, they did not fight against the empire, nor did they kill the nobles, they should not pay for the tragedy of Baratan.His conscience was condemning his hesitation, he opened his mouth, "My lord, those... There are still some civilians there."

At this moment, a person ran out from the accompanying personnel and knelt on the ground with a plop, "The untouchables in the XC area have been not civilians since they supported the riots, but mobs. They have lost their status as citizens of the empire. Like those rebels, they are harmful to the empire, and these people are worthy of death! I am as humble as I, and I am willing to serve you as great as you!"

Ren looked at the young man with red lips and white teeth, um, a little older than him, sitting on horseback, looking down at the young man, "Your name?"

"Hugo!"

"There is only one chance." Ren gave him a deep look.

The young man raised his head and showed a dazzling smile, "Thank you, sir, for your generosity and favor!"

Andor swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at Hugo with deep fear in his eyes, he realized that this is the real Hugo, this is his true face.

A madman!
In less than half an hour, the fire in the distance turned the entire sky red, Ren nodded expressionlessly, and the riot in Baratan was completely suppressed.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and cast his gaze outside the city - another Shura field.

Crowds of workers knelt on the ground, their heads bowed.The ropes tied their hands and feet, and if one wanted to get up, it would inevitably affect the people on the left and right. In other words, if everyone got up at the same time from time to time, the weight of the people around them would restrict their movements.

At the head of the crowd, Julian lay on the ground, blood flowing down his slit neck, absorbed by the dry soil, leaving only a crimson color.

He committed suicide, died of guilt.

Empty eyes looking at the sky, leaving only deep regret.

(End of this chapter)