The warriors were enthusiastic, and under Simon's order, they marched south in battalions.

Death is just a matter of living in another way, either becoming a ghost in hell, a resident of the church, or entering the necromantic realm as an ordinary ghost.

Although they were afraid, they had Fort Remlos behind them, and the enemy army was not far in front of them, and they had to take up arms to resist the rebels in order to protect their families and friends from the abuses of the rebels.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The soldiers marched south shouting slogans, their snow-white bayonets reflecting their resolute faces in the morning sun.

There was not the slightest fear in their faces, only the desire to fight.

After all, none of them want to be looked down upon!

Imagine twenty or thirty years from now, when you are sitting by the fireplace, your grandson is sitting on your lap, holding the history book issued by the school, pointing to the history of the first battle of the official army and asking you, "Grandpa, what were you doing when you were fighting the evil rebels?" You cough in embarrassment, move your grandson to the other knee, and slurp: "Ah...... Your grandfather and I were digging coal in the coal mines of the Ersor Mountains. On the contrary, you can look him in the eye and say, "Grandson, your grandfather and I were in the 1st Guards Division of Fort Remlos back then, fighting side by side with Prince Murphy!"

Murphy stepped onto his unicorn, carried the Forbidden Wand behind him, drew the command knife hanging from his waist, and held the reins in one hand, the sword guiding the way!

"Fire!"

The signal soldier waved the flag in his hand and waved the flag to the artillery position.

"Reload!"

With the roar of the artillery commander Captain Vanner, the twelve cannons moved in unison, aiming their guns at the rebel camp in the south.

The bolts opened, and the shells were loaded into the barrels, and the circle was adjusted to a ready state for firing, waiting for Vanna's next order.

"Fire!"

The repulsive ejection circle activated, and the cannonball spun under the action of the rifling, and spun and flew out of the barrel.

Since the cannon was not fired by gunpowder, there was no deafening sound, no smoke and strong recoil, only the sound of a "ton" shell coming out of the chamber.

By this time, the first troops were almost out of the valley, and it was expected that they would arrive in the open field outside the town of Fam in twenty minutes.

The goblin airship, which was responsible for observing the artillery, was also hovering in the air not far from the rebel camp at this time.

True, the exact location of the enemy camp was calculated by the goblins, using a trigonometric function to a mill due south as a reference, declining to the east at an angle of 31°12', and then reporting the coordinates to the command with a communication stone, which in turn informed the artillery positions.

After that, the enemy in that position will be greeted by a covering strike of 152 mm repulsive ejection plus howitzer.

............

"Holm, do you listen? We're running out of food. ”

"Last night's fire! Opposite Remloth Castle, a troop from Hell was brought in and burned our granary. ”

"My brother was patrolling near the granary last night, and he saw a group of black-clothed demons with his own eyes, and raising his hand was a magic, so that the big man just lay down, and he didn't even need to chant. ”

"Do you want to run? Aren't we here just to eat?"

"Shhhhh

The two soldiers guarding the gate of the camp were talking loudly, the fact that the granary was burned was too big, and the rebel high-ranking people were powerless even if they wanted to, so they could only watch the morale of the army weaken little by little.

In this regard, the only thing the rebel top brass can do is to constantly tighten control, send the gendarmerie to control the speech in the battalion, and if anyone dares to openly discuss this matter, they will be directly put on the gallows.

However, this practice is completely to quench their thirst, and the soldiers have been hungry for a long time, which will inevitably lead to mutiny, a large number of deserters, and the possibility of a large-scale mutiny, and in the end, the infighting alone is enough to make the rebellion that has swept half of the north collapse on its own.

No, Murphy's move was a dangerous move that hit Harlaus's goal directly.

Haraus had a gloomy face, a knife and fork in his hand, cutting the raw meat on the plate, and no one dared to speak in the upper echelons of the room, and the whole room was as quiet as death.

"Hudmond...... And Vincent, haven't they come back yet?"

After a long silence, Haraus finally spoke, and his tone was chilling.

All high-level officials, you look at me, I look at you, and finally an old man hesitated, but still stepped forward and bowed.

"Tell Your Majesty, the two of them...... Haven't come back yet. The old man said tremblingly.

Haraus's hand paused, shoved a piece of freshly cut meat into his mouth, and chewed it.

As the piece of meat was swallowed, Harlaus suddenly burst into flames and overturned the table.

"All of them are rubbish! The enemy, who has only a hundred men, can sneak into our 100,000 rao military camp and burn my food?! I really wonder how your brains grow!"

The overturned table rolled down and hit the old man, directly smashing the old man to the ground, unable to move.

"Rubbish! It's all rubbish!!Order! Assemble the army! I'm going to wipe out that city! We have an army of more than a hundred thousand, and a million untouchables, and we can bring down their walls even if we take human lives!" Haraus went mad, and stood up and paced around his "throne", smashing whatever the scepter in his hand saw it.

None of the ministers next to him squeaked, and the unconscious old man who fell to the ground was also carried down by two guards.

The overnight fire in the rebel camp built on the ruins of Fam Town has been extinguished, leaving only a charred black place.

It was not that it was extinguished, but that the flame of immortality was gradually extinguished on its own.

The rebel soldiers gradually gathered in the open space where the fire had been burned, and more than 100,000 people stood quite densely, and judging from their facial expressions, they were very depressed about the burning of the granary, and some of them had even plotted to escape.

Haraus walked up to the makeshift platform and looked down at the twenty thousand eyes staring at him.

"Warriors!" said Harlaus, "I still say the same thing, once you have conquered this city, let yourself indulge as you please. Because of that city, I lost too many good warriors, and I decided to make this city disappear from the world......"

"Woo-woo-"

Just as Harlaus was speaking, there was a sudden whistling sound from above.