[Maggit Island]

[Temporary ferry of the infantry in Baishan County]

The gunfire burst into the darkness of dawn, and a soldier who was unloading from the ferry raft fell into the knee-deep river.

The soldiers guarding the ferry immediately extinguished the torches and called on their subordinates to fight.

But the shouts of killing that he had expected did not sound, and his own personnel ran in the water, and the noise of picking up weapons overwhelmed everything.

Soon, the soldiers of Baishan County were all in the seat behind the bunker, but only sharp sounds of insects could be heard around the temporary ferry, which was distracting.

The already dim stars above the head are now hidden in the night sky. The island of Maggit before dawn is darker than at any time this night.

"Is the sentry going out?" A soldier squatting behind the raft couldn't help complaining.

"Bang!"

There was another gunshot immediately.

But the shot hit the water, and there was no follow-up with a buzz.

This time, the sergeant looked carefully - the cold gun was shot from the bushes upstream, and the fire at the muzzle briefly shone two figures hidden in the bushes.

"There are only two mud guys!" The sergeant jumped out of the bunker and ran towards the enemy's position with his sabre.

The other soldiers rushed up as well.

But they did not catch the enemy's tail, and only found the body of the sentry.

The young sentry was lying face down in the bushes, and a hole was poked out of the back of his heart, and a small pool of still warm blood was accumulated under his body.

The veterans of Baishan County silently surrounded the sentry, and no one could bear to wake him up.

It was because the sentry was young, had good eyes and had not yet been deafened by the sound of gunfire that he had stopped watching.

But the easy-to-use eyes and ears failed to save the sentry. No one knew how he died. Maybe he just left a god and made a mistake.

Making mistakes on the battlefield is actually no big deal. Everyone makes mistakes, but sometimes, people don’t get the chance to make a second mistake.

"Why are you all coming out?" The sergeant realized something was wrong, "Go back!"

The soldiers hurried back to the temporary ferry again.

Fortunately, the Union Provincial People also made a mistake and did not capture a good opportunity to attack the ferry.

Half inside and outside the West Bank, the lights flashed quickly like death - Captain Woods Frank was desperate to know what was going on on the island.

"Tell the captain," the sergeant waved his hand, suddenly feeling a little tired, "It's okay...before dawn, double the sentinel."

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[Maggit Island]

[Bissallelic Castle]

Lieutenant Alanie Arthur is leading his men to consolidate his position on the island every minute.

He had learned from the prisoners how the Unionists called this fort, the Bishop's Fort.

He also learned from the prisoners that the United Provincial people also had a fortification camp on the island - the Monastery of Domoncos.

And he was convinced that the reinforcements sent by the United Provincial people from the forts had already landed on the island of Magit.

The rhythmic paddling sounds are no longer heard, and now only the white noise flowing from the river is heard.

The annoying signal light on the tower to the south no longer flashed, and the Monastery of Domoncos fell into darkness.

Alani speculated that the reinforcements of the United Provincial People were most likely to land in the middle of Jiangxin Island and then join with the enemy troops stationed in the monastery - because in addition to the signal lights of the monastery, there were also people who lit a fire on the east bank of the Shijian River, which should be the city defenders guiding the direction for the reinforcements on the water.

This made all the preparations made by Alani to deal with the enemy's rushing to the beach ineffective.

Apparently, the battle on Maggit Island is far from over.

So Alani had to take over the work of the Unionists and continue to strengthen the defense of Bishop Fort.

Fortunately, the tools are ready-made and human hands are ready-made.

In addition to Lieutenant Alani's subordinates, there are nearly a hundred laborers stranded on the island in the Bishop's Fort.

Most of these workers come from the slums of the royal forts and surrounding towns. They are the biggest victims of the current precious metal shortage crisis in the Racing Horse Country.

As the market circulates gold and silver, commercial activities in Paratu are about to stagnate, and the rations that can be exchanged for gold and silver per unit weight are increasing. However, urban poor people who have stopped their hands can only watch their children starve to death.

Therefore, the people of the Federation of Provincial People only recruited a large number of workers from the Kings Forts and surrounding towns at very cheap prices.

Even because of the fear of the poor who were starving, the municipal governments of many autonomous cities even took the initiative to help the people of the Union Province recruit young and strong people from the unemployed and advance their salaries, just to send these "unstable factors" away as soon as possible.

This is also the main reason why the Union Provincial People were able to advance the project so quickly.

After "rescuing" Minzhuang, who was recruited by the Union Provincial people, Alani immediately summoned everyone to speak.

He knew the righteousness and tried to make the workers understand that the Unionists were a group of invaders, and the Maple Stone City government was the legal heir to the First Republic.

However, the workers responded to this in a mediocre way.

Many of them were not even the "Palatu people", but Protestants who fled from the empire. In terms of faith, they resonated more with the Unionists.

As for the remaining Palathus who were forced to go to the city to make a living due to the loss of land, they thought it was Blue Rose who had been brought back. They had no favoritism for Blue Rose or Red Rose.

However, this problem is not difficult to solve.

Lieutenant Alanie Arthur immediately changed his speech and instead lured him to profit.

After receiving the guarantee of not forcing the war and the promise of triple compensation, the laborers recruited by the United Provincial soldiers turned to the Palatu soldiers to work over night without any psychological burden.

It was too late to work on the trench. Even if everyone present had four arms, it was impossible to dig the trench to an unsurpassable depth before dawn.

Therefore, strengthening the defense of Bishops' Castle can only exert strength on the wall.

Whether it is a sheepskin or a burlap bag, any container that can be found in the Bishop's Fort is stuffed with soil and piled on the existing fort walls to raise the walls.

Even tables, chairs, beds and mats from the workers were sent to the fort wall:

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The tables, chairs and beds are re-decorated into wooden stakes and boards, smashed into the walls as frames; then fix the straw mat on the frame like a nailed fence, thus building a simple fence; repeat the previous operation, then fill the two fences with soil, and finally get a simple chest wall.

In order not to attract enemy shells, Alani did not allow any lights to be lit in the fort, and the action to strengthen the fort wall had to be carried out in the dark.

Alani's subordinates obeyed the orders silently, but the laborers complained.

Inside the fort wall, the sound of shovels and the curses of the workers were heard one after another.

But the lieutenant still strictly controls lighting.

"Sir, otherwise," the chief sergeant couldn't help but touched the wall and found the lieutenant carrying the earthbow on the fort, and persuaded, "Look a few fires, it's too dark, and it's really inconvenient to work."

"Did you see that place?" Alani wiped his sweat and pointed in the darkness casually.

"Uh...I didn't see anything."

"Yes, I can't see anything, because they didn't make fires. They can't see us either, because we didn't make fires," Alani walked down the wall of the fort, carried another earthblock, and explained breathlessly, "It's the UNOVI, right next to the water gate. The artillery of that turret can be shot here. As long as there is a little light here, the UNOVI will fly over immediately."

The chief sergeant wanted to speak but stopped.

"I know what you want to say," Alani carried the basin and walked back to the fort wall again. "You want to say, we have walls on all sides, and it's not that easy for the UN Provincial shells to hit us."

"You are indeed a learned man," the chief sergeant with a little white temple complimented the lieutenant who was younger than his son.

Alani smiled in the dark, "But the Unionists don't have to hit people at all. As long as the shells fall into the Bishop's Fort, the people who are working now will scatter... So, now is our last chance to strengthen the city defense. When the day dawns, the Unionists' cannons will ring."

"And the shells flew from behind, and the United Provincial People attacked from the front," he pointed to the north and the south, and said quietly, "This battle will be difficult to fight."

The chief sergeant snorted, "They come, let's kill, is there any difficulty?"

After saying that, the chief sergeant saluted in the darkness and walked away with the wall.

Alani suddenly felt that giving up thinking was an open-minded way of living. He spat and continued to carry the mud bag.

A moment later, Lieutenant Arrani Arthur received bad news that forced him to think about.

"Sir," the sergeant who was responsible for counting the materials in the fort reported unhappily, "The situation is a bit wrong. The food in the fort is enough for us to eat for a day..."

"How is that possible?" Alani frowned. "Don't the people of the United Provinces want to guard the Bishop's Fort? Did they bury the warehouse?"

"I think so too," the sergeant was sweating with anxiety. "I have read all the ground, no! The laborers also said they had never seen the secret passage. They said that the bread they ate was baked and delivered in the convent."

Alani suddenly thought of a terrible possibility. He grabbed the sergeant's shoulder and said with a pale face: "Go to the ferry! Tell Captain Woods... don't send reinforcements again..."
Chapter completed!