Indeed, as Luchy and Sehireu judged, when the fleet and air cavalry surrounded the fortress of Olaheran, when the artillerymen of the Rose Legion began to set up artillery positions on the island of It, and even when two huge guns with a barrel of more than 30 meters alone appeared on the island, no one in the nearly 10,000 defenders in the fortress dared to attack, and even the lookouts who were lying on the top of the city and looking out were cautious one by one. After showing his head slightly, he hurriedly retracted it, and at first glance it looked like a group of trembling gophers.

As for the legendary artifact of Zhenguo, the world's largest magic crystal cannon named "Sun God's Pupil", no one dared to push it out of the fortress where the gun position was located anyway, let's just assume that it didn't exist at all.

By the time the cannon had been erected, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. The crew, cavalry, and artillerymen began a rather sumptuous (in the army) dinner. You've just had a glorious victory, so it's understandable to celebrate a little. Anyway, the group of frightened remnants in the city don't dare to show their heads now, and it would be better if they suddenly couldn't help but open the city and surrender when they smelled the smell of meat.

What, do you think they will take advantage of the time to eat and raid the city?

Emmm, a group of remnants who had just suffered a great defeat and lost 90% of their troops, if they could regain their fighting spirit and rush out of the city in such a few hours, then why not send them a dying victory?

In short, each of the most ordinary soldiers was given large pieces of kebab, broth, potatoes boiled in butter, apples, and fluffy white bread smeared with cream, plus a small glass of ale. Everyone had a great time.

However, when the scent wafted into the fortress of Olaheran, the soldiers, who were already desperate to die, were now eager to climb the walls and jump off.

They were also having dinner. Even in the main hall of the fortress, the quality of the meals of the senior officers, including His Excellency the Marshal, was not as good as that of the ordinary soldiers outside.

The senior officers of the Noble Union sat blankly at their tables. They had suffered a great defeat, and they were trapped in the fortress for a precarious life, and they really had no appetite, and the quality of the dinner now placed in front of them was even more indescribable, and of course they couldn't eat a bite.

A piece of brown bread, a boiled potato, a bowl of salty soup made with stinky salted fish and sauerkraut for an unknown amount of time, is this especially what people eat? Are you humiliating our great Arcane nobles and glorious Federation generals?

The reason why no one used the topic to borrow the heads of the cook and the supply officer to appease the military or anything, was because the marshal with the highest status present didn't mind at all, and picked up the bowl and ate it in a big gulp. Looking at it like that, I don't know what I thought I was tasting, and I thought I was tasting a food that was rated five stars in a food magazine.

But in any case, the sound of spoons colliding with soup and food, and the sound of throat squirming in gulps, finally made this dull and even somewhat oppressive hall a little more human.

Marshal Mencius drank most of the salted fish soup in a minute, picked up the black bread and wiped it in the bowl a few times, tore open a piece and threw it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it vigorously, and then said to the senior officers present: "Don't be so sad, I am a person who can have a good dream today as long as I have food and wine!" In this extraordinary time, we should learn this even more. ”

Look at the marshal's still cheerful smile, as if the fiasco of the day had never happened at all. The officers squeezed out an ugly smile with a sad face, and they all picked up their bowls, and ate them slowly with a determination as if they were gnawing on them.

I never thought that one day I would end up eating such food! Many generals who were born into wealthy families couldn't help but burst into tears when they thought of this.

These people really lack empathy! They would never have thought that there were people in this world who couldn't even eat, so they had to start working overnight. For example, in the city of Elichar at this moment, the printing workers of the Elichar Times, these simple working-class people who had not eaten a full meal for almost a month, were driven out of their shacks by the boss and came to the printing house.

"Tomorrow's front page has to be changed, so let's work hard tonight." Speaking was the editor-in-chief and chief correspondent of the Elichar Times, and Mr. Soldino loudly encouraged his staff.

He was also a well-known scholar and writer, although he had never heard of any particularly influential works. He is also a professor at Nadia Central National University, and in ten years, it is said that he has not attended a hundred classes but has attended at least a hundred female students. Of course, these are all vicious rumors and despicable slanders against Mr. Soldino.

However, Mr. Soldino is also the cousin of Dandelion Dandy Lane's family, which is not always a rumor, right? In addition, he is also the pet heart and liver baby of the ladies of the gate valve, and he has not fallen out of favor from the little fresh meat to the old bacon era, which is not only not a rumor, but he proudly admitted it himself.

Mr. Soldino was indeed quite handsome, and although he was over forty years old, his charm did not diminish in the slightest, but slowly developed into an elegant and dashing temperament. However, it is not the point for the printing workers on the scene, they have always called each other "Cowherd" behind their backs.

If it weren't for the whole family's eating, drinking, and Lazar pointing to this guy's meager salary, everyone would have blown up his oily and powdery dog face.

So, some workers patiently asked, "So, it's time for us, do we still have to work overtime?" ”

"I'm risking my life to steal material from the battlefield, and you're just working overtime, what's there to complain about?" Mr. Soldino said in a natural tone.

You have a fart life in danger, don't think that labor and management don't know that you big newspaper reporters are all good food and drink everywhere, even if the fight starts, just hide in a far corner and use your pen, is it possible that who will really catch you and slaughter you?

"All of this is the duty of a journalist! It is our belief and our mission to let the citizens see the news at the first time, so I will brave the rain of bullets and arrows to record the news, but to let the news appear in tomorrow's morning report, so that the citizens can understand their situation more quickly, the current situation of the Federation, and the changes in the world, it does not depend on your labor today! We're making history! ”

When you're usually in Elichar, aren't you the one who goes in and out of high-end entertainment venues every day? You have steak and red wine every day, and we ordinary citizens are now only half-full with our daily rations of coarse grains and stinky salted fish. The whole family is hungry, but you are still shouting what faith and mission you are shouting here, isn't this a hooligan?

"In short, hurry up and work, you little citizens probably won't know glory and dreams, but I am an old conscience and disciplined journalist, don't delay me in my pursuit of greatness, and don't disgrace the Elichar Times. If you don't want to do it, then there are people who do it! Seeing that the workers were still reluctant to move, the mild-mannered Mr. Soldino finally tore his face and said sharply.

Hasn't the Elichar Times been disgraced yet? How many times has this changed tone in this time?

The workers looked at the headline on the front page that was about to be replaced, "Admiral Berencaster Arrives in Ólahran", and suddenly felt that although their ancestors had been farmers and small citizens for eight generations, working in such a place was really disgraceful to their ancestors.

However, whether it is an ideal or a future, this cruel world is so realistic that in the final analysis, only by living can we consider other things. Although the workers were hungry and full of resentment, they complained that although they were old and young, and that the meager wages and food rations could only make their families live like dogs, they were better than not being able to survive, and finally poured a large glass of water into one of them, which made their stomachs a little more comfortable, and then got on the machine.

"It's really a dog-like thing, you have to kick it twice to move." Soldino looked at the moving workers, took a hard "puff", and then slowly left the factory. It's a very moment, and he still has a few fragrant schoolgirls and noble ladies who cover up their body odor with more fragrant cosmetics to comfort, and they are also very busy and hard.

Soldino muttered as he prepared to get into his carriage, but suddenly, there seemed to be a thunderous sound in the sky. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and his clothes were suddenly covered in mud and filth. He got up in embarrassment, only to see three rare white lights in the sky streaking across the night sky, like meteors.

Elichar, a well-known university scholar and the conscience of the press, climbed into the carriage and left in disarray, almost colluding with a wagon pulled by a puppet.

"You're dead in the carriage!"

"If you can't catch a car, you will die in your wife's panties!"

The guards who were driving the carriage scolded and watched the carriage go away, and just retracted their gaze, but they saw the brightly lit and hot workshop next to them, and the workers who were sweating profusely (in fact, they were sweating) inside, and they looked at each other in awe.

"It's all at this time, and you're still fighting so hard!" The young guard was staggered.

"All families are cultural people, so we can only deliver and work hard." Another older guard replied.

"By the way, brother, I was in the east of the city just now, and I saw the magician who ran back on a flying beast. That's a miserable one! I heard that the front-line Master Mencius was also defeated, and hundreds of thousands of people were all killed, which is really miserable! ”

"What the hell is that to you? Catch your car well, things can't be delivered, and before the lords of the Azure Palace are killed by Lord Belencaster, you will be killed by your ancestors. ”

"But, but...... Brother, Master Belencaster will kill me sooner or later! Our side ......"

"The captain has already thought about hanging the rose flag and the white flag at the gate of our camp when the time comes. It's all the old neighborhood of Elichar, and even if Master Belencaster has the final say in the future, won't we need to maintain law and order? ”

Mr. Soldino is right. Glory and dreams, the future of the country and the world, are destined to be separated from the toiling masses who are struggling with death. At least, it doesn't matter who the people above these guards who deliver food rations to the slums are. If you change your master, you can be a court eagle dog, and then continue to live like a dog.

This is true of them, of course by ordinary townspeople, and even more so by the untouchables of the slums.

At least, that was before today.

The car drove to the third municipal square in Dongcheng District, which is also the center of the slum. It is here that the rations of the inhabitants of the area are distributed. In addition to them, ten large carts had also arrived, and had formed a circle to form a makeshift camp.

When the captain of the garrison saw that they had arrived, he cursed and reproached them a few times, then took out a whistle and blew it vigorously.

The young guard looked at the sky and made sure that it was at least a few hours before dawn.

"Why do you want to send food at this time? Add supper to the slums, when did those old men in the Azure Palace have such a conscience? He asked.

"Have you drained your brain from that who does business in the sewers? Including ours, it's all a month's worth of food in the slums. ”

"Well, that's too much, isn't it? This is going to starve everyone here to death! The young man gasped, thinking to himself, is it terrifying for the old man to be ruthless?

At this time, the captain of the garrison blew several whistles, but still no one appeared, and he immediately became angry, and immediately shouted loudly: "Come out quickly, you cockroaches and rats in the gutter who can't die!" Hurry up and get your feed back to the sewers, and don't wait for your old man Bayi! Did you hear that? Hurry up and give me ......."

Old Man Bayi's words were swallowed in his throat, and his head was blown out by a sudden cold arrow. The chubby captain of the guard smashed down from the cart like this, and with a thud duang, the stone slab that had fallen into disrepair collapsed, and then he lost his breath.

The guards froze on the spot. Although they claim to be members of the army, they usually lack training and actual combat, in fact, they have really never seen any big scenes of blood type, and they have not even seen a few dead people, and their minds are blank for a while. After a long time, people who were relatively alert jumped up and hurriedly went to get their weapons.

However, it was too late by this time, and I don't know when hundreds of people had already emerged from the dark alleyways and surrounded them. These men were dressed in rags, with thin faces and muscles, and they carried simple wooden sticks, hammers, kitchen knives, pans and the like, and very few of them had decent weapons, to put it bluntly, the inhabitants of the slums, the lowest end of the chain of contempt in the city of Elichar. The only goal they can be condescending to is their dog-like little people.

However, the hard-working people who were like rats and cockroaches in the gutter were now red eyes and gritted their teeth, exuding an aura that made the guards present tremble.

"Wait!" The older, and only guard, with his sword drawn, shouted at the crowd, "Taran, I know you're here. We've been neighbors for decades, do you really want to do that? ”

A few seconds later, dressed in leather armor and carrying a machete, Taran, dressed as an old mercenary, stepped out of the crowd and replied, "We have already done this. ”

"Okay, I see...... I'm sure you're a good person. The old guard nodded, picked up a stone from the ground, slapped it directly on his head, and then fainted instantly.

The stunned guards woke up like a dream, threw their blades to the ground, and squatted down with their heads in their hands to show their surrender.

"He's a smart guy too!" Taran nodded in approval, then raised his sword and said loudly to his henchmen: "Tell everyone, we are going to fight with the old man in a special way!" Kill the thieves, prepare wine syrup, and open the city gates to welcome the land...... Well, King Yinglu! King Lu is here and doesn't pay for food! Eat his mother, drink her mother, don't eat enough to have King Lu! ”

"Welcome to the King of the Land! Welcome to the king! King Lu is here and doesn't pay for food! ”

"Welcome to the King of the Land! Welcome to the king! Open the gates of the city and welcome the king of the land! ”

Thus, at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night on this day, the Elichar citizen uprising, which later historians called "the day of the people's awakening" and "the first shot of the world", broke out.