In the middle of the night of September 3, 357 in the Republican calendar, on the eve of the world-renowned Battle of Glen, Zhao Liang, the commander-in-chief of the Shengzhou National Volunteer Expeditionary Force (hereinafter referred to as the Expeditionary Force), led the expeditionary force to the Maginot City, which was less than 100 miles away from the Glen Fortress.

When Major General Zhao Liang returned to the city hall that was occupied as a temporary headquarters, he found that the atmosphere of the army was a little wrong, but he didn't think much about it, because he himself understood the definition of this army, and he didn't care too much.

Major Su Ye, the deputy commander of the 1st Division, leaned against the stone pillar in the city hall and smoked elegantly, he felt extremely aggrieved, and with him were the officers and men of his entire expeditionary force, who were now dressed in red tight-fitting military uniforms and black military hats with two horns, well, according to the words, this was the most popular Fan Su army attire in the whole continent.

Their St. Soviet soldiers are about to wear the uniforms of other countries, throw themselves into the battles of other countries, and become cannon fodder for other countries. This is something that the proud Su Ye can't bear. Therefore, to a certain extent, Su Ye will be in pain to the elders.

On the side, Chen She, the commander of the 1st Division, also had the same idea. The two of them thought about it, their eyes looked at each other inadvertently, and the atmosphere was a little subtle, as if time had stopped.

The two sides looked at each other for a minute.

"Old classmate, do you have any ideas?" Chen She smiled helplessly.

Su Ye turned his head, the smoke exhaled from his mouth, and then he found that his pupils were mysterious and bright silver at this time, his silver pupils glanced at the map he had just taken out of his hand, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his fair face looked elegant and gloomy, and then he looked at the gloomy sky again, and said jokingly: "Here it is." “

At 1 a.m. on September 4, 357 A.D., in the frosty city of Maginot, the dark streets were full of burning torches, and the soldiers of the expeditionary force laid siege to the town hall, and thousands of guns were pointed at the temporary headquarters of the expeditionary force. The gendarmerie confronted it.

"Bang bang bang" The sound of firing behind the smoothbore of the primitive musket rang out one after another, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke rose in the dark night. Dense projectiles hit the gendarmerie at the town hall, the fire was like a ceiling, and in the chaotic gunfire, the gendarmerie on the periphery was beaten to pieces.

Thousands of soldiers broke into the town hall with red eyes, and there was a burst of random shooting at everything inside, famous paintings, jade, jewelry, ceramics, and destroyed all over the place, and the gendarmerie of the city hall was engulfed in flames before they could react, and there were tragic deaths of corpses everywhere, and even the soldiers themselves had a stampede, and a well-trained army turned into murderous bandits in an instant.

By 3 o'clock in the morning, the entire town hall was unrecognizable, and thick smoke and fire were roaring from the place, gradually spreading the tendency. Zhao Liang's corpse was connected to the gendarmes, and it was unrecognizable and impossible to distinguish.

Su Ye stood at the fountain of the city hall and watched everything in front of him be burned into nothingness. The firelight shining on his face looked a little mysterious, and it was a little relaxed.

This incredible mutiny, which did not attract much attention in the entire famous continent at that time, was called the Holy Mutiny by historians in the archives of the Third Reich in the future. This mutiny left too many mysteries for future generations, and many of the soldiers who participated in this holy mutiny disappeared from the world between the Great Western War and the establishment of the Third Reich.

The Third Reich archives contain the diary of an expeditionary soldier named Ouyang, a broken diary that records his personal experience that night, and is the only first-hand historical source for later generations to study the Holy Mutiny.

At midnight, my comrades and I were still sleeping soundly in the barracks, and the officer woke us up: "Get up. "We immediately got up and got ready, grabbed our muskets and ran out of the barracks. At that time, we all thought that it was just another night exercise, and no one thought that this night was going to kill people. When we got out of the barracks, we were all taken aback, and the playground was already full of soldiers who were in a mess, and we hurried into the ranks. Only then did I realize that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

In front of our queue, the officers in the red coats of the Van Su Army stood straight and straight, with very serious expressions. No one laughed, no one moved, no one spoke, the officers had murderous air in their eyes, thieves were bright and bright, and the atmosphere was suffocating, like a nightmare. We don't dare to speak. They stood straight in the wind.

Then a tall officer appeared before us, and as soon as he appeared, the desolate blades of grass fell from him, and he faced me, and then I realized that standing before me was a young man younger than me, his face was as gentle as white jade, and he did not look more than eighteen years old, but by his epaulettes he already had the rank of major. This is very common for the second generation of the senators, but it is in the expeditionary force... He looked at us like this, and that's when I noticed that his eyes were a rare golden color. I looked at him repeatedly, just like the bleak fluttering leaves beside him, and I felt as if he were looking at the whole army, and our soldiers seemed to have a strong resonance with him.

Then he spoke, and he spoke generously, and said in a steady and forceful voice, "Soldiers, I know that I am doing something wrong now... And it's a terrible mistake. But in fact, I think I should still do it, and for more than ten days, I believe that everyone is like me, we have been treated inhumanely. Our outstanding soldiers of Shengsu actually want to wear the military uniforms of other countries to serve as cannon fodder for other countries... Soon after, in our group, fathers will lose their children forever, children will lose their fathers forever, and husbands will leave their wives forever. We are the soldiers of St. Su, and how have we ever feared death? I am not willing to be betrayed by them like dogs, and those senators are born nobles? They sell us Shengsu people, the most iron-blooded men of Shengsu, as animals, and treat our best soldiers of Shengsu as bargaining chips in political transactions, playing with our lives and trampling on our dignity. This is a great disgrace! I am not reconciled!"

"I am not reconciled!" our queue was excited, and someone gave such a response. I turned my gaze to the side, and I was fortunate enough to see a soldier who was making a reply, and although he was wearing a military cap, I could see that he was bald. At that time, I always felt that he was very different from us ordinary soldiers, and I could see the string of numbers on his chest and know that he belonged to the First Division.

"The future of General Yuan's 60,000 soldiers cannot be trampled on by those veterans," the young officer shouted hoarsely: "The battle situation is very critical, we will fight alone, we must prove to the king with victory, to the people of Shengsu, that we, the outcasts, are the greatest army of the entire Shengsu, and we must prove to them that our actions are correct!"

When he spoke, the audience was silent. I

We didn't have time to think, we all suddenly became excited and nervous, only to feel the blood flow accelerating, our hearts pounding, and our blood boiling.

When the officer had finished speaking, he saluted us solemnly, and then turned and descended from the high platform. At this time, Chen She, the commander of the First Division, walked up to the high platform, and he said to us hoarsely: "If you want to participate in the operation, stay." If you don't want to get involved, go home and sleep. “

The diary was interrupted here due to its breakage, and scholars relied on this mystery study as a shortcut to their fame. I don't know if it was man-made or accidental, but the information on the St. Soviet National Volunteer Expeditionary Force in the archives of the Third Reich was not detailed, and many places were hurriedly brushed aside. Even, in the later Third Reich, few people knew or knew a peerless legend called Su Ye.

On September 4, 357 A.D., the St. Su National Volunteer Expeditionary Force officially announced the formation of a new "Provisional Supreme Command" to replace the original "Senator Command". Chen She, the former commander of the First Division, served as the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, and Su Ye, the former deputy commander of the First Division, served as the chief of staff.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the first operational meeting of the Provisional Supreme High Command was held.