It began to drizzle, and a group of English soldiers withdrew from the French town that had been occupied for a long time, according to the orders of the commander. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before leaving, the soldiers received orders to burn the grain that could not be taken away, and to destroy the cellars and granaries.

"Damn, this damn weather, you can only add oil to it." The English soldiers on duty grumbled as they watched the rain gradually increase.

The French people in the town watched all this with horror and anger in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do. Without weapons and armor, by holding farm tools against England, fighting with courage and recklessness, too many people have died.

After pouring the oil on the fire, the flames continued to increase, and the rain from the sky could not quickly extinguish all this.

English soldiers were on guard to prevent the French from extinguishing the fire.

After a while, the place where the grain was stored in the town became char dust.

Once the mission was completed, the English soldiers began to line up and then marched towards the city where the lord had issued the summoning order.

"The English are gone, we are free!"

"I can't believe they pulled out of this place."

"When the Father has appeared, it must be the Father who has mercy on us, and this is our blessing."

The townspeople rejoiced, and everyone had smiles on their faces, but soon the news spread that all the food had been burned in every household.

"These Englands, do you want to starve us?" A French farmer thought as he looked at the smoking coke pile, clutched his hair in pain, and fell to his knees.

All along, the English army relied on food to control everyone, and only those who were ostensibly loyal to England and worked for England could receive food. Now everything they have worked and everything they have turned in is dust, scattered on the dirt.

"There's not much food left, let's go to Kuro City." I don't know who said the first sentence, but soon the people in the town were agitated, packed up their packages, and dragged their families to Kuro City, and more and more people followed suit.

The news that the French rebels had established themselves in the city of Courro, with the help of the rebels from all stripes, had spread the word to all the occupied areas of England, and there was hardly a French man who would not be thrilled by the gossip.

The English have loosened the shackles that bind their freedom, and then they have only one place to go without food.

At the moment, similar scenes are playing out in several populous French towns.

Far north in the strait, the treasure fleet is quietly moored on the sea.

Yuan Bin, who was wearing a flying fish suit, was half-kneeling in front of the two of them at the moment, describing in detail what he saw and heard on the road, as well as what Chen Xiaochu explained.

The two people sitting in front of Yuan Bin, on the left are none other than the leader of the Western Huaxia Alliance, Zhao Ruyan.

After listening to Yuan Bin's report, Zhao Ruyan didn't speak, but was a little surprised by Chen Xiaochu's answer, turned her head to look at the other man sitting next to her, waiting for the other party's answer.

"Is that so?" After hearing this, the man smiled and said: "He hopes to borrow my fleet to transport all the Chinese people from the southern continent, but he refuses the request for an armistice, presumably, he hopes to completely defeat England." ”

"That's right, Lord Zheng He." Yuan Bin continued to bow his head and said: "Lord Chen is very stubborn, even if he heard England's request for an armistice with Huaxia, he did not hesitate to refuse. ”

"With his merits this time, I will not refuse his request, and I think the Lord will agree to it." Zheng He pondered for a while, then looked at Zhao Ruyan and said, "Lord Zhao, do you think you need to send the lord's army with you?" ”

"What do you think an Englishman would do?" Zhao Ruyan looked at Zheng He and said, without directly answering his question, Zheng He is not a person who does not know soldiers, from the spies who spread to the Southern Continent, the news collected is faster than his own, and it can be seen in detail that this is a person who has experienced the baptism of war.

"That Lord Chen, the situation is very dangerous at the moment." Zheng He looked at the calm sea and continued: "Even though we have pinned down most of the enemy's main forces for him, he still has not chosen to retreat at this moment, England is not an ordinary barbarian, it is not an existence that can be defeated in one or two wars. ”

"Judging from the latest information gathered, that Lord Chen is entering the trap set by England, if Lord Zhao does not send troops to rescue him, there is no possibility of his end."

As the English continued to burn grain, more and more people began to move towards the city of Couro, and gradually a crowd formed.

Jin Shimin no longer remembers the first time he drove out these French starvants.

Huang Jin, who originally came here and hoped to "search for food" on the spot by the way, was also dumbfounded when he saw so many hungry people appearing, and when the march passed through Kuro City, those people with red eyes almost stepped forward to snatch the military rations of the Samhan army.

"Isn't Huaxia dominating and overpowering?" On the march, after Jin Shimin saw an old French man who died on the side of the road, he wondered if he was mistaken, why there were so many hungry people on the victorious side.

"This is the food that the Huaxia people gave us, you can't take it."

After coming to the place where the rebels were stationed, that is, the area near Jinchuan City, Jin Shimin heard such a strange shout. Then the incredible scene appeared.

A group of Frenchmen armed with weapons forced their way into another rebel camp to carry rations.

There were many people who stood in the way, but they did not dare to use their weapons against the French.

The French soldiers transporting the grain did not care about this level of obstruction, and directly kicked the person in front of him to the ground and said: "Have you forgotten your identity? Or the leader of the Egyptian rebels? Something that's not as good as bullshit, when Lao Tzu used to use you as a slave, he didn't take care of your people, and now you still have an opinion on taking away some rations, do you think you can fight against France? A French nobleman wearing ornate armor immediately said with a mocking face when he saw Hyksor actually pull out his weapon.

"I'm ,,, me, don't force me." Hicques held a weapon, his body trembled slightly, the experience of being defeated by France and then becoming a prisoner made him have no confidence to fight, but even if he was afraid in his heart, he had to stand up, if the food was snatched away, the people would starve, so that going to the battlefield was also death, if it was because of starvation and dying on the battlefield, what a ridiculous and sad ending it would be.

"I must not let my people end up like this." Hyksor thought about it and hardened, and opened his arms to block the path of the French nobles.