This Game Is Too Realistic

"Sir, sir...it's my fault, it's me who deserves to die...I shouldn't..."

Next to Saifan Port Pier.

Najib, who was tied up by Wu Cun, was trembling and kneeling on the ground, his pants were all wet, his mouth was trembling, he begged for mercy, and he cursed that he was really nothing.

As luck would have it, when he got to the crucial point of "go to hell", his tongue got knotted, and for a moment he forgot which "shouldn't" to start with.

The fire next to him flickered on and off, and after a while he finally got used to the darkness here.

At this moment, he saw the thick blood on the ground, the sausages hanging on the broken wooden box, and the white meat discarded on the street... His stomach was churning, and he almost couldn't hold it back. Vomited in one mouthful.

"Ugh—!"

After retching for a while, he began to tremble and beg for mercy.

Janusz playfully admired the expression on his face, as if he were appreciating a wild dog with its limbs broken off.

"Yes, yes... Orisa," Najib finally remembered the name and looked around at the people surrounding him with a pleading expression, "It was my fault... I killed him! I beg you. Give me a chance to atone..."

Regardless of whether he killed the person or not, he could only take the blame.

he knows.

These people don't make any sense, and they can only stop if they are relieved.

As if he had seen enough of his performance, and as if he had not yet enjoyed enough of being a Wilante, Janusz yawned and waved to the person next to him.

"To put this guy with a lot of evil behind him, use the flag at the door of the Governor's Palace."

Najib, who was kneeling on the ground, had not yet come to his senses, nor had the workers surrounding him.

However, there were still smart people who reacted and immediately showed a ferocious smile or other wonderful expressions on their faces.

"That's a good idea!"

"High!"

"As expected of the boss!"

In the end, it seemed that only Najib was kept in the dark, staring blankly and horrified at the people approaching him.

"You, you...what do you want to do...ah! Don't-! Let me go!"

The people didn't care about his screams and begging for mercy. They couldn't help but hold his arm and drag him to the side of the Governor's Mansion...

…

After the defeat of the Weiland people, the captain of the Xifan city defense army immediately ran away.

He himself knows best what kind of virtue the people under his command are.

What's more, they originally only had a thousand-man team, and their weapons and equipment were not much better than those of the guards. At most, they had some artillery and other gadgets.

These are of no use at all, the explosion occurred from inside the fortress.

Not to mention that their firepower was suppressed by the rebels, and in terms of numbers, they were simply vulnerable.

Not to mention, there are some veterans of the Gray Wolf Army among these rebels.

Janusz personally led people into the city defense army station, and this was after "finishing the business".

He originally thought that there might be a hard battle, but he didn't expect that these guys, the Captain, just ran away. When the remaining people saw that the crowd outside was full of people, they simply raised the white flag and surrendered.

After disarming these leaderless guys, Janusz did not treat them like the lion tribe in the port. He just scattered them into his own team and told the ten- and centurions to keep an eye on them. The guys came out after these city defense troops came out, and then returned to the port area to continue the "carnival" that was not over yet.

This "carnival" lasted until three o'clock in the morning, until the sound of snoring began to replace the hoarse screams.

The thugs had finally made enough noise, and the whole Saifan Port was as quiet as if it was asleep.

And the silence is terrible.

All the residents closed their windows and doors tightly, fearing that making any noise would attract the "rebellious" people with cloth strips wrapped around their arms.

They shouted slogans loudly, not only to kill all the Weilant people, but also to kill all the nobles and scoundrels who cooperated with the Weilant people to establish an equal country... but in the end they killed no one. Just a Vaillant guy.

That Najib was the first to be liquidated.

Of course, this guy really deserves it.

And the irony is that the person who betrayed him was the lacrosse man - a slave who had just been ransomed by him.

In fact, if he hadn't been betrayed, it's hard to say whether he would have survived.

After all, the location where he was hiding was really unlucky. Seeing that things were not going well, he found an empty house owned by the people of Wilant and hid there.

He originally thought that those thugs would never dare to touch the Weilant people, but he did not expect that they were so bold that they even risked their lives, so they just kicked the door and broke in.

The angry people didn't care about his cries, and just carried him to the port. They humiliated him first, and then strung him on the burnt flagpole.

And it is strung from bottom to top.

It is said that he could still scream at the beginning, but later it was so painful that he even bit off the base of his tongue and passed away.

As for the "long sticks" who betrayed Najib, they didn't get any benefits in the end.

The angry uprising people retaliated for injustice and revenge. They took the long stick that they had used to beat themselves and beat them to pulp.

This is not the end.

The real reckoning has just begun!

Those who wear Weiland clothes and use Weiland things may have done things for the Weiland people, or may have dinars in their pockets but no strips of cloth on their arms, or may have The pole couldn't even hit the side, and the guy was accidentally injured by the butcher.

For example, Govinda's neighbor.

It's just that that guy is too timid, that's all, that "thorn" didn't see red.

People were frightened by this group of red-eyed guys.

Maybe some of those guys were shocked by themselves, and as of now, they can only tie the bandages on their sleeves a little tighter.

Otherwise, let alone the Weiland people coming back with revenge, they might be accidentally injured by their own people first.

However, these people who were covered in blood but were still conscious were actually a minority.

Most of the red-eyed guys didn't think much at all, and were even dazzled by the victory. They even thought about not talking about the legion. At worst, they captured Tiandu and fought all the way to the triumphant city!

This is not because Yanusz is fooling, they feel so from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, how can the hundreds of cannon fodder dying on the streets be considered human beings?

On the other hand, there were the Weiland guards who fell in the port area. They counted them clearly enough, no more, no less, exactly 61, and they were all beaten to death miserably.

The rest were either citizens of Xifan Port or servants from other legion colonies, and the total number was less than 200.

Some of them probably took off their clothes and ran away, and they didn't bother to count them carefully.

What a legion.

Nothing more than that!

…

Silver Moon Sect's Church.

Hiding under the curtains, Isher quietly looked outside, frowning tightly.

The cultist squatting next to him swallowed and said with a trembling voice.

"...These people are crazy."

He just saw with his own eyes that several people with cloth strips tied on their arms kicked open the door and pulled a group of people out.

The man seemed to be a security guard at the Labor Registration Office. He was a little intimidated by the guy. He seemed to be a horse tribesman.

And it was precisely because he had some clues that he knew that that guy definitely did not deserve to die...

However, those people didn't seem to care that much. The sound of things being smashed, men roaring, children crying, women screaming, and the sound of gunshots being heard suddenly came from the room.

Looking at the group of devils walking out of the door, Isher gritted his teeth, wishing his gums would bleed.

He couldn't believe that these guys were his compatriots. Even if they were persecuting the Weirant people, it would make him feel a little better...

But what made him even more tormented inside was that the tall and burly figure in his heart was crumbling bit by bit.

He once admired "Boll" immensely.

He once believed that people could unite, even if they were a group of people who had nothing and could not even read a few Chinese characters.

However, reality gave him a hard slap in the face.

In the end, he suddenly discovered that he was the clown who was driven into the corner by everyone with sticks and cannons after saying some ridiculous things - that is, the guy named "Ken" in "The Awakening of Bol".

The snow in Boulder City fell in his heart again and again, burying a day of hope and beauty.

He wrote all his hatred on his eyes.

He hates the Legion and the Empire, but he hates these insects in front of him even more!

If one day in the future, the survivors of the Borneo Province can finally get rid of this humiliating memory, and the person who leads them out of the wasteland will definitely trample these evil ghosts under his feet and kill them one by one. Bury the rest in the red soil!

Definitely!

The leading man obviously noticed his gaze, but smiled indifferently, and even made a provocative gesture towards him, as if to say, "I'm here to talk."

It was probably because he had an order from above not to touch the church with the moon hanging on it for the time being. The patrols passed by here several times, but no one came up and knocked on the door.

Even so, no one dared to relax, and no one could tell how long this order would last.

After all, these people are unreasonable. They do whatever comes to their mind. They go wherever they go. Any change of mind is just a pat on the head.

"...There are too many Weiland people here, we shouldn't take them in."

One of the believers looked back, swallowed, and said tremblingly.

There are more than two hundred Weiland people hiding here, even more than the believers here.

Most of them were women and some had children, and their eyes were filled with fear.

"It has nothing to do with who they are... We need to abolish the privileges of nobles and foreigners, instead of killing unarmed people, otherwise... sooner or later we will become the evil ghosts we once feared."

Isher suddenly stopped talking, because he realized that this argument could not convince anyone at all.

He's still trying to emulate those guys.

It was at this moment that he suddenly understood what Mr. Melgio had said to him before the sun went down.

It won't work like this...

After taking a deep breath, he changed his tone and continued speaking in a way that all people in Borneo could understand.

"...Think about it carefully, the Velant colony is not too far from here. When the legion troops come, the people outside will die sooner or later. And if we want to survive, we must prove our innocence... ...They are the best evidence. If they die, none of us will survive. But as long as they are still alive, not only we can survive, but our family can also survive.”

A pair of eyes finally showed an expression of understanding, and some people who were still struggling or hesitating finally calmed down and no longer mentioned driving those people away.

Even if it's just one, someone has to remember that this city isn't all crazy.

Otherwise, as Isher said, they might all have to be buried in the ground with those lunatics...

Sitting on the edge of the crowd, Margery's face was pale, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she had not yet recovered from the shock.

At that time, she didn't even think about it. She didn't even ask for her luggage. She took Ruby's hand and ran out. She ran out of the port area and hid in the church before the battle was over.

There are actually many people who think the same as her, but there are only a hundred or so of them.

She simply didn't dare to think about it...

If he had made the wrong move at that time, what tragic end would he and Ruby have suffered...

"mother……"

"Don't be afraid," Margery held Ruby's little hand, trying hard to keep her voice from trembling, and comforted her softly, "Is it okay...don't you still want to play with sister Ansuya? You'll see her soon. Do you want her to cry when she encounters difficulties? She adores you."

With her red eyes, Ruby nodded, shook her head, and finally held back the tears that were welling up in her eyes, without crying.

Margaery forced a smile from her face and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"So good..."

"The people of Valeant don't cry. Our tears run dry the moment we are born."

The church was quiet.

Apart from whispers and small sobs, no one really cried.

Looking at the people hiding in the church, Melgio's face was filled with sadness.

The old nun standing aside looked at him and said in a low voice.

"We simply don't have enough food to feed so many people, not even enough for one meal. Moreover, if those rebels find out that there are so many Weirant people hiding here... they will tear everyone here apart."

"I know……"

Melgio glanced at the bright moonlight outside the window with a frown, and sighed softly.

"But I can't leave these poor people alone..."

Although he had never seen the port, just by hearing the shrill screams, it was not difficult for him to imagine what happened there.

Even though he didn't like the Weiland people, and even hated their noses, he still couldn't push these innocent people into the fire pit...even if he was standing on the edge of the fire pit.

This is not only the teachings of the Silver Moon Goddess and the Sand Sea Spirit, but also the conscience in his heart.

"I know... we can't leave them alone, but keeping them here is not an option," the old nun said in a low voice with a bitter expression on her face, "We have to find a way to send them out of the city. …Only when they leave the city can they truly be safe.”

The rebels have just taken control of the port and have not yet fully taken control of the entire settlement.

If you want to go out of town, now may be your only chance...

But why did so many Weiland people come out?

Melgio's face was full of sorrow, and at this moment there was a knock on the door, which instantly made everyone in the church feel their hearts in their throats.

"Dong dong——"

The clear knock on the door was like the footsteps of Death.

Sitting on the bench, Margery, like her compatriots here, couldn't help but hold her breath and tightly grasped her daughter's little hand.

But at this moment, a low voice floated in from outside the closed door.

"Excuse me...is Miss Margaery inside? I am the housekeeper of Sharma...if you are inside, please respond."

Hearing that voice, Margery covered her mouth in excitement, then raised her hand to indicate that the person calling outside the door was her.

Pairs of eyes looked over at her, including Isher who was standing at the door.

Isher was also undecided and saw Pastor Melgio standing in the church.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"...Open the door."

Hiding here will definitely lead to death. Maybe the person who comes in can find something.

As the door of the church opened, an old man with a relatively strong body walked in with a man with a cloth wrapped around his arm.

Seeing the strip of cloth wrapped around his arm, Isher's eyes widened for a moment, and everyone around him grabbed their weapons.

It's Janusz!

We must not let this guy live!

As if seeing the murderous intent in those eyes, the old man quickly raised his hand.

"Don't be excited... Sahadu, he is Lord Sharma's servant. This is my nephew, Papa. He may have done something stupid, but I can guarantee my life. He and the outside world Those people were different, and he woke up in time."

The young man from Pagoda appeared to be frightened, but looking at Sahadou's eyes, he came to his senses and hurriedly explained.

"I...I was also forced to kill people on sight..."

"How can I trust you?" Isher lowered his voice and clenched the gun in his hand.

Pao swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice.

"I can't make you trust me... But as long as you are not crazy, you should know that the gang is dead. Not to mention that the alliance will not help them, I am afraid that even the devil Laxi will not help them. I don't want to die... Is this reason enough?"

"Enough, very clear," Isher walked up and patted him on the shoulder, then pulled him aside, "Please forgive my previous offense, we are just as helpless as you."

After a pause, he continued.

"Do you have a way out?"

Pao nodded hurriedly and spoke quickly.

"Yes... I'll be the centurion. In a few minutes, around 4 a.m., this street will be under my control. I'll find a way to get rid of the people. Many people have been having fun at the port all night. I guess 4 o'clock is the time when the patrol is the most relaxed."

Pa's scalp tingled slightly as he noticed the pair of eager eyes looking at him, and he whispered.

"... That's right, it's not realistic for everyone to escape, but a few people are still fine."

The old butler from Sahadu also said hurriedly.

"There is a carriage parked outside the city... It's here to pick up Madam Margaret and Miss Ruby." Margaret asked anxiously. "Can you get a few more carriages?" Sahadu swallowed and nodded hurriedly. "It should be possible... But that has to be after the old manor is gone. I can't contact the old man now." He actually didn't want to cause trouble at all. He took a big risk by entering the city at this juncture. If he was not careful, he and his nephew might lose their lives. Margaret gritted her teeth, grabbed Ruby's hand, then gave a look to the maid beside her and stood up from the chair. "Wait for me here... After we get out of here, I will definitely bring people to rescue you!"

She will not give up these cells.

She will try her best to persuade Earl Sharma.

Hasn't that guy always been eager to rely on the help of the Weilants to advance to the core power circle of Tiandu?

This opportunity is right in front of him!

As long as he can rescue some people, even if he can only rescue a dozen or so, after the situation calms down, he can at least be made a knight!

"Silver Moon Goddess witnessed your oath...Go, lady," Melgio said softly, "I believe you will not forget your own cells."

Margaret nodded seriously.

"That's for sure, I can swear to my little Ruby--"

As soon as she finished speaking, that devilish voice suddenly floated in from outside the door.

Everyone's heartbeat was frozen for a moment, as if they were under a spell.

"Ruby? Tsk tsk... What a nice name."

...

The Imperial Palace of Tiandu.

Wu Lu was sleeping soundly in the bedroom, dreaming about battleships and Xilan coins.

But at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps and hurried reports suddenly woke him up from his dream.

"Your Majesty! It's terrible! Rebellion, rebels——"

"Rebels?" Wu Lu sat up from the bed with a start, hurriedly sorted out his appearance, stared at the eunuch who was kneeling on one knee and asked, "Where is the rebellion again?"

The eunuch didn't dare to breathe, his head pressed tightly against the plush carpet with gold edges.

"...Xifan Port! It's Xifan Port!"

Xifan Port?

Wu Lu was stunned for a moment, and the sleepiness that had just been interrupted surged up again. He rubbed his eyebrows and said.

"Isn't that the territory of the Willant people...I have already handed it over to the Willant people to take care of it."

The eunuch continued with a bitter expression.

"That's what I said... But the problem is that the Weilants. I don't know why those workers were so brave. They actually robbed the weapons stored in the port warehouse of the Weilants and took down the Xifan Port!" Wu Lu's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his mouth opened wide, and he fell on the bed in a daze. They... took down the Weilants' port? ! He himself didn't know that his subordinates had such a talent! No - if they were really that powerful, how could they have been beaten into such a mess on the Ten Peaks Mountain? Because the expeditionary army was so embarrassing, he was too lazy to even order them to come, and just left them in the small enclave of the Seaside Province of the Empire.

Looking at the stunned Majesty, the eunuch stammered.

"Those rebels have occupied the port... Now the Willant people living there are in danger. I'm worried that the legion will be angry with us. We'd better think of a way to save the people there."

When Wu Hu came to his senses, his first reaction was to ask the legion for help, but he quickly realized that both Governor Huye and General McLennan had gone home to celebrate the New Year.

To be precise, it was the "birthday" on the first weekend after the Chinese New Year.

Wu Lu got out of bed and paced anxiously.

In an instant, he suddenly thought of something, so he hurriedly walked in front of the eunuch, looked down at him and asked.

"Where are the soldiers trained by General McLennan? Aren't there still some Lion States?" The eunuch said with a tearful face.

"Those are all officers and non-commissioned officers. Their total income is just over 1,000. They are no match for the rebels..."

Wu Tuo asked anxiously.

"How many rebels are there?"

"No, I don't know... I can't tell you the exact number. Some reports say 50,000 to 60,000 㱕, and some say 100,000 㱕." The eunuch swallowed and said in a panic, "Your Majesty... issue an edict. , only by sending your Imperial Guard over can we possibly deal with those guys!"

The thoughts in Wu Tuo's mind were spinning rapidly, and he could never ignore this.

If he refuses to save him, the Weiland people will definitely settle the score with him in the future.

䛈䀴, he has to consider not only the safety of the Weirant people, but also his own safety!

Now that the Gray Wolf Army is fighting in Mammoth State, he only has the last card left in his hand: the Imperial Guard.

If he sends out the imperial guards, who else can protect his safety?

Rely on the Tiandu City Defense Army?

The most embarrassing thing about the Xilan Empire is this bunch of people. Those poor guys who smell like mud are totally useless!

It is not possible to send the city defense troops there as enemies. That is almost equivalent to killing people.

Choosing the lesser harm, Wu Tuo gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision.

"Let the Shizhou local army unite!"

The eunuch was stunned for a moment. He remembered that His Majesty had emphasized repeatedly not only the alliance but also the local forces taking advantage of the opportunity to grow bigger.

Both would damage the very foundation of the empire.

If the local armies of Shizhou are united, wouldn't it be equivalent to creating a replica of Huzhou and Baozhou in the west? !

The nobles in those places would be happy to recruit soldiers, but it would be difficult to get these soldiers to take off their armor and return to their fields.

"But--"

"There are Weiland people in Lion State. Even if the local power becomes bigger, there is nothing to fear. I won't say any more, just do what I say!" Wu Tuo's eyes flashed, and his decisive tone made him feel sad. The eunuch who was kneeling on the ground shook his body.

It's not that he was frightened to pee by His Majesty's tiger-like and domineering aura, and he rarely peeed if he didn't care, but every time he respected His Majesty and patted his head on the head and made a decision, it would definitely not go well. He feared it would be the same this time.

How about discussing with the cabinet before making a decision?

He really thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only respond.

"yes……"

Just when His Majesty Wu Tuo's edict and envoys were rushing towards Shizhou at high speed, the sun on the first day of the day descended on the port covered with blood.

The rancid smell permeated the entire pier, attracting countless flies and rats, as well as soaring vultures in the sky...

It’s impossible to count how many people died last night, but one thing is certain, this purge is absolutely thorough enough. Even the guy from Boulder City looks down on the Workers’ Association and thinks they have nothing to do with the inner city. There is no difference between the nobles. Kent will definitely be silent and speechless.

There are enough dead people here.

It's thorough enough.

I just always feel like... something's not quite right.

In this way, the bloody carnival lasted for two days and two nights.

In the early morning of the third day, Janusz seemed to finally remember what he was going to do, and finally recognized his supporters, so he raised his arms and led the slaves who had broken free from the shackles and chains out of the city, saying To save more slaves.

Slavery must definitely be abolished. The examples of West Sailor Port and Golden Gallon Port are enough to prove that there is a chain in this world that is stronger than a contract. In the future, our empire will also have to adopt this thing.

When he thought about having sex, he was so excited that his whole body trembled and his face glowed red.

It was at this time that he suddenly felt that the title of "King" was still too small, and it was not enough to summarize his achievements.

So, he rewarded it to his subordinates, and divided it into thirteen kings, corresponding to the thirteen states of Borneo Province.

As for himself, he proclaimed himself the King of Heaven, the only King in the world!

In order to make his name sound louder, he also incorporated some legends about the Heavenly Wolf swallowing the sun into his title of Heavenly King, saying that the wolf people had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and he was chosen by the Wolf God. That person.

As for the future capital of our empire, Langzhou will also be designated as his hometown.

There are fully 100,000 people under his command, and most of them are slaves and serfs.

Not all of them are from Saifan Port, but some are from nearby manors.

As for the dock workers who lit the fire in the first place, they became a minority among the team...

This is also a must.

After all, although Xifan Port gathers 99% of the wealth of the entire Lion State, its population only accounts for just over one-ninth of the entire state.

Everyone in the rebels knows that with just a few people, they cannot stir up any big storm. They must involve more people and burn the fire farther. Only in this way can they hope to survive!

In addition, now that they have decided to take action, they cannot call themselves rebels.

Janusz quickly gave his organization a name, the Heavenly King Salvation Army, or the Heavenly Army for short!

Although it sounds rustic, it is enough to be majestic. Anyway, his subordinates are not ordinary people.

And the most important thing is that he himself can't figure it out. He really can't think of a better name, so he can only stuff it in with bluffs.

To be honest, this name really frightened a man who had just come from Shuguang City in the southern sea area to celebrate the New Year.

Heavenly army!

Why does this name sound like "weather in heaven"?

When the "Heavenly Army" information was passed to Chu Guang several times, it was already the morning of the fourth day after the "Xifan Port Massacre" occurred.

It was New Year's Day in the year 214 of the Wasteland Era.

At the same time, Ross led a thousand-man team to finally arrive at Xifan Port, ready to start supporting.

There are a total of two transport ships, a supply ship, and a shallow-water gunboat performing transportation tasks.

This thing is said to be an offshore ship, but in fact it can also be driven far into the sea.

The Legion has not mastered mind interference technology, but it can also drive away some dangerous alien species by emitting sound waves of specific frequencies through sonar devices.

After two transport ships and one supply ship unload supplies, they will immediately begin the evacuation mission.

The submersible gunboat stayed on shore for support.

The plan was perfect.

The only pity is that no matter how you look at it, they are all late...

Looking at the messy and bloody port, Rose's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

He grabbed the ship's string and railing with both hands to keep himself steady, and the paint chips even penetrated into his flesh.

Standing next to him, McClun's face looked gloomy and terrifying. He held a telescope in his hand and stared at the port with cold eyes.

I saw a burnt black flagpole standing on the roof of the Governor's Palace, with a corpse that had been almost eaten by crows, with only bones and meat residue left on it...

There was more left in the open space, and almost every brick was painted red with plasma.

That seemed to be a provocation to the Legion.

What’s even more ridiculous is that there are several 100mm cannons on the port that they gave to the locals.

Those toothpicks were just there, facing me motionless.

The artillerymen and soldiers squatting at the port seemed not to pay attention to their four ships at all.

"brute……"

Chewing the word a thousand times, Ross finally let go of the almost twisted railing and cast his gaze behind him.

It's not just him.

All the soldiers on the deck were ignited with anger, their pupils were staring with splitting eyes, and their livid faces were as cold as a sharp edge.

"It's a predator..."

Rose stretched out his trembling index finger and pointed at the port, and the expression on his face gradually became distorted.

Then, he took off the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and shouted in an almost roaring voice.

"Ship gun! Reload!"

"Give me a blast——!!!"

"Boom, stop it until I tell you!!"