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Chapter 330 Cannon Fodder(1/2)

Damn it, this is such a coincidence.

He had been on duty conscientiously for such a long time, and he did not dare to leave for a moment without Akmeiser coming to attack.

I followed Sean to the Military Staff Headquarters. It didn’t take more than half an hour, and I got a call from here?

Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for him?

"What a coincidence, isn't it?" Sean couldn't help but sigh. If he hadn't suddenly had a sudden idea and transferred to the Military Staff Department, he would have witnessed the first wave of the siege of Akmeshar.

"Let's go take a look together." Sean said to the staff led by Kelman.

"It would be nice to see a real war scene. It will make it easier for us to formulate combat plans in the future. After all, we are just facing a bunch of numbers and a sand table, and the feeling is not that deep." Kelman couldn't help but say something, but what he said next was full of life and death.

Swallowed it back into my stomach.

The older group of military staff officers who grew up under Yong Ye's military leader had to some extent been baptized by war, but most of these new recruits had been admitted to the military academy after studying for several years.

As a result, this wave of young military staff officers have a common problem, that is, they have excellent theoretical knowledge and little practical experience. In the eyes of old staff officers like Kelman, they will inevitably get the impression that they are high-minded but low-handed.

Kelman really wanted to give Sean some advice. These young military staff officers should be decentralized to the army, serve as marching staff officers for a few years, and then be transferred back to the headquarters.

However, this would be a bit offending, so even if it were mentioned, it should be mentioned privately.

What's more, he somewhat knew Xiao En's difficulties. It wasn't that he didn't understand the truth. It was just that the leader of the Yong Ye Army didn't have enough talents at the moment, so he could only recruit generals out of his wits.

As the number of wars increased and more marching staff officers were trained, the situation would naturally change without Kelman's advice.

After all, the internal competition within the Yongye Army is quite fierce, and it is natural for someone to be replaced if they do not make progress.

Besides, people will always make progress.

Those who can be admitted to the Military Staff Headquarters are definitely a temporary choice. Give them certain opportunities to grow, and maybe many of them will shine differently.

Sean led a group of eager young staff officers out of the office building of the Military Staff.

The streets have been put under martial law, and groups of soldiers are shuttled back and forth, gathering towards the city wall.

However, this kind of martial law is obviously for official purposes.

Brother Port has not even been built. Apart from the port and related defense facilities, all that is left are military camps and a few lonely core buildings. The rest are large tracts of open space with no indigenous people at all.

Compared to those Yongye soldiers who were in a hurry and looked nervous.

Although the staff officers led by Sean were not talking or laughing, each of them frequently looked around and observed the actions of the Evernight soldiers.

By the time they climbed onto the city wall, the siege had not officially begun.

Siege, especially one where the defenders are well prepared, is a very troublesome matter.

Raid or something like that doesn't work at all.

After all, the 20-meter-wide moat and the 6-7-meter-high city wall are not decorations. Even if the champion knight wants to climb up, it will take some effort, not to mention that ordinary soldiers and farmers must use large siege tools to do so.

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It would take a lot of effort to transport large siege equipment to the city. The defensive equipment and bows and arrows of the defenders are not vegetarian.

Even a peasant who knew nothing about military strategy could tell that this siege was a test.

Because the siege personnel didn't even bring large siege equipment, they rushed forward with simple shields that couldn't be simpler.

No, there were only a few people holding simple shields, most of them rushed forward with bare hands and a sack on their backs.

These people are not even soldiers, they are simply driven civilians of the Crocodile Tribe.

Even though they were miles away, they could hear the vicious threats and shouts of those Kingsley soldiers.

"Rush forward, rush forward quickly, those who retreat will die. Run to the bottom of the city and throw the sacks in your hands into the moat. You will have completed your mission."

"Those who complete the mission and come back alive will get a piece of bread for each person! It's a bargain for you bastards! Come to me quickly!"

"Did you hear that? Those who retreat will die. You still dare to give me trouble. The archers are ready. In one minute, a volley of arrows will be fired. Run, run quickly, otherwise you will all die!"

"Ten, nine, eight...three, two, one, archer, shoot!"

Following the order, a row of arrows fell down, pinning the Crocodile tribesmen in the back row to death. It didn't matter whether they were really unwilling to rush forward or were blocked by the people in front and had no chance to rush forward.

From the beginning to the end, Kingsley soldiers did not regard them as human beings, but as a group of pigs stepping on thunder. No matter how many people died, they would not feel bad. Anyway, there were friendly forces searching all over the world on the west coast. Let alone creatures like humans.

They are often tougher than cockroaches.

The west bank was burned by the swamp fire for a whole week. They thought there was no one left, so they sent troops to sweep back and forth. After a month, they collected nearly 30,000 people.

If we can gather 50,000 to 60,000 people, it should be no problem.

I wonder which nook and corner they hid in when the swamp fire broke out?

But no one cares about this issue.

Because these people's good luck has come to an end, their chances of surviving this war are very slim. Even if they don't die at the hands of their own people, they still can't escape the clutches of the Kingsley family.

Beavis is one of them, but he is only an aboriginal of the Despair Swamp and is not a member of the Alligator Tribe's Council of Elders. To be more precise, their village is not on the list of the Council of Elders, and is also commonly known as a savage.

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Their village is located in a very remote location, so remote that even the Crocodile tribe rarely sets foot there. Before that, their tribe had been living a self-sufficient, isolated life.

The weather changes in the Despair Swamp in the past few years have also had an impact on their villages. Because the land is sparsely populated and the hunting range is large, there is not as much pressure as in densely populated areas.

Even the swamp fire that enveloped the entire west bank of the Swamp of Despair had little impact on their lives.

No matter how small the West Bank of Despair Swamp is, it is only 40 to 50 kilometers from east to west and 200 to 300 kilometers from north to south. It may not seem big, but when you really run it, it can tire a horse to death.

Even if human factors are added, it is impossible for methane to flood the entire west bank of the Despair Swamp.

The previous swamp fire enveloped the entire west bank of the Swamp of Despair. It is definitely an exaggerated adjective. The actual coverage area is not to mention one percent, but one thousandth is remarkable, and it is mainly concentrated in the Kingsley family and

The swamp fires brought up in other areas along the battle line between the Crocodile tribesmen were scattered and scary in appearance, but did not have that great impact on the people living in them.

Due to isolation from the world and lack of information, before the Kingsley family's search team discovered them, not to mention the Kingsley family, the Yongye Army leader, and even the Crocodile Tribe Elders Council only existed in distant legends.

Never really seen it.

Therefore, when the Kingsley family's foraging team stormed into their village ferociously, killing like robbers and butchers, the Beavis tribe was unprepared.

Under the pressure of the butcher's knife, the young man, dominated by fear, had to choose to surrender like other tribesmen.

Then they were driven all the way, treated like two-legged pigs, and only given little food and water every day.

According to experienced crocodile tribesmen, those Jinsili search teams did this not only to save material supplies, but also to control them more easily. By then, they would not have the strength to run, let alone resist.

Moreover, when people face hunger, they will lose many things, and the first thing to lose is often dignity.

At first, the young Beavis scoffed at this statement.

Human dignity is not given by others, but belongs to oneself. How can it be thrown away so easily?

He was full of anger and contempt for those crocodile tribesmen who kowtowed to Kingsley soldiers for black bread the size of a baby's hand.

Although he has no sympathy with the concept of Crocodile people, the same situation and hostility towards Kingsley family soldiers can resonate with him, and his heart naturally gravitates towards those who are also driven.

Especially for those Jinsili soldiers, their biggest daily entertainment activity was to use the leftovers of their own food to lure the Crocodile tribesmen into fighting like mad dogs, which made him so angry that he wanted to tear open the chests of those soldiers.

See if their hearts are black?

We are all people with one head, two arms, and two legs. Even if there are differences in language, there is no need to treat them like animals.

When I saw that scene for the first time, you can imagine the impact it had on this young man who had never left home more than 20 kilometers away.

He could no longer hold back the hot blood in his chest and rushed out screaming.

If the older crocodile tribesman hadn't held him down, Beavis wouldn't have had the chance to stand here and would have been killed by the Kingsley soldier.

Even so, a whipping and several days of hunger are inevitable.

The older crocodile tribesman told him that those Jinsili soldiers were working as slaves, eroding their dignity bit by bit, making them numb, and making them full of despair about life. It would be more convenient on the battlefield.

drive them.

To be more precise, it was the chatty older crocodile tribesman who kept talking, and Beavis just listened passively. At that time, his heart was filled with anger, and he didn't want to communicate with anyone at all, especially those who were against him.

The Kingsley soldiers are the most humble people, and the elder crocodile tribesmen are the best among them.

He may be a wise man who knows many things, but he is an out-and-out coward. He has no backbone at all in front of the Kingsley soldiers.

At least that's what Beavis thought before his death. At that time, he didn't know that there was a term in the world called bearing humiliation and bearing heavy burdens.

Until before crossing the Donau River, the older crocodile tribesman secretly told him that this was their last and best chance to escape.

One can imagine Beavis' astonishment.

It is a pity that Bivis did not wait for the opportunity to escape that the older crocodile tribesman said, because before the escape plan was launched, the unknown elderly crocodile tribesman was betrayed by the traitor. He endured the humiliation and wanted to

The tribesman who was to be rescued was betrayed.

He was brutally nailed to a roadside cross by Kingsley soldiers. It is said that he will not die immediately. What awaits him will be days or even weeks of exposure, thirst and hunger, in endless pain and regret.

die.

Obviously, Kingsley soldiers used him to warn the cannon fodder who were being driven back from the battlefield.

The term "cannon fodder on the battlefield" was of course told to Bivis by the elder Crocodile tribesman.

This was an extremely cruel and vivid lesson, which made Beavis fully aware of the sinister nature of the human heart. When the human heart turns dark, it is more cruel and devoid of moral integrity than any other animal.
To be continued...
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