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The Tsar did not listen to the officer's words, but said coldly: "If our people are so cowardly, they should die according to the rules."

"If the Roshek dynasty rises again, they will be the heroes of the dynasty."

The position where the Tsar cruiser was pinned was like the Achilles' heel of the Tsarist Empire, and it could easily blow up the army that had been gathered with great difficulty.

Two days later, 95% of the city of Krichenev was recaptured by the rebels, leaving only a small area where Tsarist soldiers were still putting up a final stubborn resistance.

In the Cathedral of the God in Krichenev, there gathered a handful of Tsarist soldiers numbering more than a hundred men, barely forming a half-crippled company.

Outside, the rebels' trumpets for surrender were sounded again, but no one in the sturdy church cared. The officers had even lifted the restrictions on material rations, allowing all soldiers to eat as much as they wanted.

Rajk Novikov was very happy looking at the sumptuous food in his hands. He grabbed the bread with his stained fingers and took big bites of it. One could even hear the satisfaction in his heavy breathing.

The company commander sat beside him and handed him a canteen. He looked at the youngest soldier in the company and said, "Rajk, aren't you going to write a letter to your fiancée?"

Rajik stopped swallowing and shook his head, looking at the captain seriously and said:

"Maddie, her name."

"The sound of her heartbeat was like a warm lullaby, and it gave me a deep sense of peace and warmth. We were engaged."

"Luckily we don't have to wait until the war is over. When I die, I can go home and see her."

Rajik's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible.

The smile on the company commander's face froze, and the mood that the people around him had barely managed to raise also dropped.

Rajk lowered his head and continued to eat bread without noticing anything. He knew his ending and was ready for it.

No one is not afraid of death, but more people would rather die themselves. At least they die on the battlefield, and the country behind them may not treat their relatives too harshly for this reason.

At this time, the Tsar's capital had fallen into chaos, and a large number of ordinary people voluntarily or were forced to form citizen assault forces.

Regardless of gender, age or status, all those who can move must join the commando team.

More people began to flee, and they gathered in front of the gate of the Royal Academy with the Union flag hanging on the door.

The infrastructure in this area has never been hit by shelling due to the existence of the academy and is in very good condition. Even if you cannot enter the academy, staying nearby is much safer than other places.

Chapter 222 Listen to Her Voice

"I don't want to die, let us in!"

"Open the door! Open the door quickly!"

"Please, I won't go in, but please let my child in, he's still so young..."

Use portable bags filled with sand to form a fortress-like no-entry area outside the iron gate of the college dormitory area.

The Alliance soldiers had helpless expressions on their faces. The two mecha soldiers holding machine guns had lowered their helmet visors, raised the translucent panels on their chests to protect their heads and entered a state of combat readiness.

Through the tall body they could see more and more people gathering inside and outside the academy, estimated to be at least tens of thousands.

Not to mention whether the dormitory area can accommodate such a scale, the consumption of daily supplies alone is definitely not something they can sustain.

Moreover, the total number of guards is only over a hundred people. Once a riot occurs inside, even effective mobile support will be difficult to provide.

"Sorry! This place has been designated as a neutral zone of the Alliance. We have not received any order to allow you to enter..."

‘Bang bang! ’

"Back off! Stop pushing forward!"

As the situation began to get out of control, Shelia emerged from the void, and a translucent shield with a height of 1.5 meters was generated in front of the soldiers:

"You can temporarily hand over your children to us. Underage men and women, and women holding children can enter. Others can stroll around the academy."

Under the organization of their instructors, the students hiding in the dormitory picked up children of all sizes and returned to the dormitory area through the safe passage vacated by the Alliance soldiers.

Two groups of people were confronting each other on the street outside the academy. The officers from the Tsarist Empire wanted to go directly into the academy to arrest the fleeing people, but the officer leading the Alliance guard firmly rejected the other party's request.

It was fine at the beginning, but as time went on, more and more people gathered here, and the pressure faced by the Alliance officers became greater and greater. After all, strictly speaking, the temporary territorial authority applied for by the Alliance was only for a small area in the dormitory area.

Attacking the alliance within the region will be regarded as an infringement of the alliance's own legitimate rights and interests, which is equivalent to directly declaring war on the alliance. The area outside the region can only be regarded as a buffer zone at best.

This time, the officers of the Tsarist Empire were very tough and only allowed the alliance to set up a buffer zone to the entrance of the academy.

The muzzles of the wheeled armored vehicles were pointed at the enemy from a distance, but the officers of the Tsarist Empire were not afraid. Instead, their momentum increased.

Seeing that he could not scare the other side, the alliance officer could only sigh, got on the armored vehicle and left with his soldiers.

The Tsarist army quickly took over and marched towards the academy, shooting any civilians who turned around and ran.

"What are you doing? They are just old, frail men!"

"To me they are just deserters and traitors to their country!"

At the same time, the news that the Roshek Dynasty had reignited the war also reached the Surya Kingdom, and representatives from various countries received the news one after another.

A meeting was quickly convened the next day. Representatives from both sides argued at the meeting and even fought each other. It turned out that the representatives from the rebel side were either soldiers or young people who had received military training.

In a meeting where the use of magic was prohibited, five people beat the dozen or so representatives of the Tsarist Empire to a pulp.

However, in the formal meeting proposal after the farce, neither party had the right to speak, and the entire process was a confrontation between the Empire and the Alliance diplomats.

No matter what the Empire representative said, Koi from the Alliance only responded with one sentence:

"Her Majesty the Queen made it clear that we respect the choices made by people of all countries and are absolutely opposed to other countries' wanton interference in their internal affairs."

The representative of the Holy See shouted: "Please understand, that is the queen of your alliance! Not the queen of all of us!"

Looking at the angry representatives of the Britian Empire and the expressions of disapproval on the faces of representatives of other countries.

Koi straightened his collar, stood up, looked around at everyone and said:

"The Queen of the Alliance is indeed not everyone's Queen."

"But when a person who can influence the course of mainland history and the fate of most people expresses his opinions about the mainland."

"Everyone should sit down and listen to her."

After saying this, Koi sat back down and glanced at the Vatican representative who had just started the commotion, as if he was looking at a dead person.

What kind of situation is the country in? You still have the mind to keep barking like a dog?

Terrorist ZY behavior, releasing smallpox virus. They have not forgotten the hatred and contradictions between the Alliance and the Church.

The reason they don't show it openly is that they want more, and it's not as simple as carrying out terrorist acts in retaliation against the Vatican.

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What the alliance wants is to make it impossible for them to ever get up, and then permanently wipe them out, making them disappear completely from this world.

The scene suddenly fell into silence. This was a clear threat.

But the reasons given by the alliance were very sufficient, and they adhered to the principle of non-interference from beginning to end.

Having said that, if the Empire dares to take action, the Alliance will definitely drop a bomb called "Justice" on the Empire's territory.

Either the Britian Empire would ignore the warnings and forcibly intervene and fight the alliance, or it would simply pretend nothing happened and let the matter go.

The representative of the Brittian Empire laughed in anger: "Okay, okay, in that case, let's have the final vote tomorrow."

He just didn't believe that if the Seris Alliance joined the war at the Brittianbro border, could it cross 20,000 kilometers and reach the territory of the Roshek Dynasty?

The order to gain one more day was something Ardashir had given earlier.

Regardless of success or failure today, and no matter how the alliance reacts, the royal family represented by Ardashir will definitely take action against the rebels.

Brittian could not accept that the neighboring countries around him had changed from allies to thorns planted by other countries, which would put great pressure on the empire's border defense.

Not to mention anything else, just because of the long border between the two sides, Brittian would have to mobilize several legions to strengthen the military strength of the border troops.

Ardashir was well aware of the potential threat posed by the Seris Alliance.

No one knew what kind of exchange Brittian had made with other countries that night.

The drafted proposal specifically called for the merger and unification of the Russian Tsarist Empire and the rebel army, and for the post-war reconstruction and recovery of the country under the guidance of the Tsar and the former Seven-Power Alliance, including but not limited to direct military assistance.

The plan completely excludes the Alliance, and it is meaningless for the Alliance to vote or not because they did not join the previous Seven-Nation Alliance.

Except for the Kingdom of Surya which voted against the proposal, the other six countries voted in favor, and the minority obeyed the majority, and the proposal went directly to the signing stage of each country.

The six nations united again with a unified goal and put pressure on the rebels again.

An insurgent army that has not even completed national unification has to face immeasurable pressure when facing the joint encirclement and suppression of two empires and three kingdoms.

No matter what the alliance says, even if the alliance does provide help, the distance between the two sides means that most of the pressure must and can only be borne by the people represented by the rebels themselves.

If things go wrong, not only will their country be destroyed, but their race will also be exterminated.

Chapter 223 The End of the Dynasty

After the voting, representatives from both parties took the stage to speak.

Wellington was shaking slightly as he stepped onto the stage, his face showing his anger. "The representative of the Kingdom of Puelente said that this contract is in line with the wishes of the mainstream countries. I cannot agree with that."

"If that's the case, I want to ask, which mainstream do you represent? Does the whole world have to follow the nobles and submit to them? Those who disobey and resist will be attacked?"

The delegations from the two empires packed up their documents, stood up, pushed open the door of the conference room and walked out, completely ignoring Wellington on the stage.

"If that's the case, then I can only say that they are wrong. Their machines and cannons, even if a saint himself comes, will never be able to shake our determination to unite!"

"They can't shake our resolve to destroy the Tsar! Nor can they stop the people of Roshek from deciding their own future."

"The Roshek people will never accept such a treaty! This is stealing the fruits of our victory. Their ugly gesture disgusts the Roshek people."

Looking at Wellington on the stage, Koi took off his glasses and pinched his brows: "It's a bit troublesome."

A colleague next to him whispered, "It's indeed troublesome. Roshek has fought two large-scale wars in a row. Not to mention the war potential, the people's war-weariness alone has probably reached its peak, right?"

"Um..."

The multinational alliance seized a very good opportunity, and the reasons and excuses they used were very effective, even shaking the mass base of the rebels to a certain extent.

If the rebels accept the conditions, there will be no war in the country. Everyone can recuperate and heal the wounds caused by the war, and there is also a big pie of funding from the multinational alliance hanging in the air.

If they do not accept it, it means that there is a high probability that they will have to fight a third large-scale war. Fighting three wars in a row will make even the Seris Alliance have to be cautious about whether such behavior will shake the foundation of their rule.

In many cases, the lower class people do not consider who is in charge. They only care about who can bring more positive changes to their lives, and being stuck in the quagmire of war is what they least want to see.

The future? At a time when even survival is facing challenges, how many people will consider the future of the country and the nation?

It would be more practical to think about whether you can have one more piece of bread to fill your hungry stomach today.