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I saw that large and small tattered camp tents had set up messy and dirty camps on the dusty ground, and a few dim and dim bonfires dispelled a little of the spring chill in the silent night...... It was a camp that looked extremely poor and miserable, and the cloth used to set up the tents was all thin linen cloth that was breathing through the wind, and there were only a few wild vegetables in the pots on the campfire, whose nutritional value was infinitely close to that of hay............

I have to admit that this camp really looks too much like a refugee camp, whether it is those tattered "architectural style", or a group of ragged, yellow-skinned poor people look very much in line with the image of a group of fleeing refugees, if it were not for the fact that each group of people around the campfire held a rough and ugly linen flag in their hands, I am afraid no one would have imagined that these hungry "refugees" were actually an army.

True, no matter how unreliable it may seem, but in fact, these "refugees" are really an army.

At least nominally, they call themselves the "Poor People's Mutual Aid Army", and the army also has a loose military structure and tattered marching tents.

In fact, such armies are now scattered all over the Scott Kingdom, and the one now resting in the jungle is the largest of the "Mutual Aid Poor Army", consisting of 30,000 old and sick people.

After all, two months ago, this so-called "Mutual Aid Association Poor People's Army" was just a loose gang called the "Mutual Aid Society", and these "soldiers" were just a group of peasants who were desperate because of the Great Famine and wanted to take a look at rice porridge.

The scariest thing is...... It would have been better if the enemy of this "army" had been just a group of gangsters in the neighboring villages, after all, in this sad world, some of the hungry poor people still have a little blood. But now, the real army that pursues these 30,000 "army" day and night is the Scott Imperial Legion, the Legion of the Knights of the Scott Kingdom, who are led by professionals, who are well-armoured, armed with steel swords, riding tall horses under their crotches, and carrying "recovery potions" in their pockets, have been going crazy lately to hunt down any fleeing "poor people's legions" in the country.

The Knights, who believed in "absolute loyalty", were ruthless and left no one alive wherever they went, and the legions of the poor, who had been amassed in the millions, were now forced to engage in guerrilla tactics with the Knights in the barren jungle, and they were forced to disperse into small armies of 10,000 people, and then take advantage of the sparse numbers of the "Scottish Orthodox Knights" to evade the purge.

...... Of course, the so-called "guerrilla warfare" is more knowledgeable than the one-sided escape of the poor people, who cannot fight a well-trained orthodox army, much less an opponent of any professional man, and when the enemy attacks, these old and sick people have to immediately shift their positions.

Perhaps since then, the "Mutual Aid Poor Army" has become the "Mutual Aid Escape Team", and all the fragmented poor organizations have survived the ruthless purge of the Imperial ** Team, even the largest army at this time, led by the leader of the Mutual Aid Society, Ganatika.

In the darkness of the night, the vast army camp was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and despair, with weary "soldiers" lying next to the tents, and a dirty medical camp filled with the wounded groaning in pain. The poor paupers could not understand why, in any case, all of a sudden, the nobles, who had been pacifying their own hungry paupers for the first two months, had suddenly become entangled in the army for such a brutal purge, and they did not know when they would have to flee to regain their quiet life.

Every flight brings a little hope, and each hope only turns into despair, and eventually, these starving poor people have begun to become numb, and they no longer chant the name of their "great leader" Ganatika, or even complain and curse the hunger and colic in their abdomen.

The camp of the poor was filled with despair and sorrow, and in the middle of the camp of the "army", the largest "commander's camp" was just as gloomy.

At this moment, on this night, which was as dark and deep as ever, Ganatika was lying on the bed with a depressed expression.

The people outside can be desperate, they can be numb, they can fall into grief and can't extricate themselves, but as a leader, Ganatika can't despair, let alone be numb, even if he knows more information that is very unfavorable to his "mutual aid association", even if his body is still weak and difficult to move at this time, but Ganatika still has to rack his brains to think of a "way out" that doesn't exist in theory, and then try to appease the poor people who are on the verge of giving up the next day............

It is precisely because of this that even after passing through the Mausenkai Manor and his party, Ganatika, who is at the peak of the official level, was luckily promoted to become a master warrior, but he still can't have the slightest joy in his heart.

Looking at the top of the tent swaying in the wind, and smelling the medicinal fragrance in the air of the tent, Ganatika asked Pandora in a distracted manner:

"Pandora...... The aristocrats went crazy...... They're going to kill everybody!Fat Man, Leon...... They also sacrificed, and there is no one left to help us unconditionally............ Is it all because of that weird crystal, it's all because of me...... Wrong decision"?

Ganatika's voice was full of confusion and helplessness, not because the teenager's psychological ability was too poor, but because the current development of events was too bad!

In the "Operation Mausenkai Manor Raid", the high-end combat power of the Mutual Aid Society was almost wiped out, and only Ganatika and Pandora, who were severely weakened due to the influence of the gray crystal, left Red Valley City alive.

Immediately afterwards, before Ganatika could recover from his injuries, the crazy Scottish royal nobles suddenly launched a purge against the Mutual Aid Association, and all the members of the Mutual Aid Society became the so-called "traitorous and rebel party" overnight, and Ganatika had to quickly set up the "Poor People's Mutual Aid Army" to organize confrontation.

You know, this kind of confrontation that can be called war is obviously what Ganatika has been trying to avoid, he organized the poor to unite in order to negotiate "friendly" with the nobles, and the kind and orderly "brave" never thought of solving the problem with blood and killing!

And Ganatika is not stupid, he knows that some poor people who can't eat enough can not defeat the knight legion led by powerful professionals, in the face of the "slaughter" of the nobles, as a "leader", the helpless "brave" can only let all the poor army blindly avoid and retreat, and then delay as much time as possible to find a way.

But now more than a full month has passed, the bark in the fields and jungles is about to be eaten up as "military food", the already precarious poor army is finally on the verge of collapse, but the weak and weak "brave" still has not come up with any practical and feasible solutions!

It is precisely because of this failure that Ganatika, who is paralyzed in the hospital bed, can't help but fall into deep self-doubt and self-guilt.

Facing the real "cornered" in front of you............ Even the "brave men" with firm convictions cannot say anything sonorous and forceful.