Collins is a worker in the western part of Whitehorse, and a few months ago he was working as a skilled worker at a nice North Wilderness Yuliang woodworking factory, receiving a monthly salary to support his entire family.

Although the life is not very rich, but just like every ordinary person, it is still passable to survive this life.

Not so long ago, however, the entire thriving market in Whitehorse City began to turn treacherous, and a small worker like him was like an inconspicuous leaf in the raging waves of the raging waves, only to drift with the tide or be torn apart by the storm.

White Horse City has always been a very commercial city, too strong commercial atmosphere also makes the prices here extremely high, like Collins he is just a worker, although the production and sales of the fish beam wood factory has been very good, but these profits belong to the merchants, the workers get only a small fraction of the insignificant. In such a city, Collins had a hard time alone, not to mention that he had a wife and a lovely daughter.

However, some things never change by the will of the weak.

When the Great Depression began, the Collins family was in a difficult situation, and with a meager salary, he could only save one or two silver coins a month.

In fact.

In the period before the Great Depression, Collins and the others began to have some difficulties, when all kinds of prices were crazy, everyone thought that the future was incomparably better, everyone was desperately accumulating some houses, and from that time on, everything except food prices was growing wildly.

This is not normal.

A family needs more than just food, when food is cheap and the price of other things is soaring, the market is already a deformed market, however, prices are rising but wages are not rising, which makes Collins a little unbearable.

Then came the Great Depression as we know it.

The factory began to close during the Great Depression, but the factory's assistance continued, and the usually stingy vampire-like boss surprisingly supported the workers.

Sometimes, however, the workers were unexpectedly simple, and the merchants gave them only a little grain, and they were so grateful to those who had oppressed them that every one of them praised them in their hearts.

But there is a key question, how can workers, workers, and people who don't work still count as workers, pies will not fall from the sky, and those merchants will not be so kind to support you, unless you can bring him greater profits.

Collins vividly remembers that on that night the merchant's representative, the foreman of their workshop, came to tell them that there was not enough food! Everyone was going to freeze to death and starve to death in this cold winter, and everyone was desperate and panicked in their hearts, and there was no light in everyone's eyes.

But soon after, the foreman told them that they needed to resist.

The merchants had no food, and the nobles' granaries were full of enough food for everyone in Whitehorse to eat and drink, and they would rather let the grain mold than relieve the people, and at this time, Collins did not know that not long ago, Count Andy Adams personally ordered the official warehouse of Whitehorse City to be emptied.

What was left of White Horse City was the private grain of the merchants and the inventory of the nobles, of course, these things were the same in the eyes of the workers, they were all the food that belonged to the nobles.

Collins was a very honest worker, but even the most honest man would turn into the most violent demon when his dear wife was starved to death, and his daughter was dying in his arms.

Thereupon.

There are tens of thousands of such honest people, they take over those weapons of unknown origin without thinking, they rush into the streets, and they don't even care if they are familiar with the workers around them, so they fight for the sake of confrontation. At that time, everyone seemed to forget that there was a group of enemies outside the White Horse City, which Collins did not expect, and probably no one else thought of.

As they dragged the high-flying nobles out of their mansions and opened warehouses full of grain, the workers began to slowly calm down.

It was only at this time that Collins discovered that it seemed that the old men in the city had changed a group of people, and countless orcs rushed into Whitehorse City at a certain dawn, and they and the orcs seemed to have formed a perfect cooperation, successfully overthrowing Whitehorse City from the inside out.

However, it didn't end that way!

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After the orcs took over Whitehorse City, they did not massacre as Collins thought, nor did they show the kind of barbaric trampling of civilization, everything was the same as before, and nothing seemed to have changed.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

Collins, who had lost his job, became more and more desperate, the nobles' food was almost eaten by them, and the merchants were already without food on the surface, and everything seemed to be back to square one.

In such desperate situations, some people will always act in extreme ways.

Collins had heard of several militant attacks on orc patrols, and in the eyes of a small man like Collins, these were just fights between big people, and everything had nothing to do with him, he just wanted to survive this winter safely.

However, reality is always full of surprises.

One day, Collins, who was out in the snow to find some bread crumbs, hid on a street corner and saw an attack with his own eyes.

It was a snowy day.

Cold and hunger spread in Collins's heart like some kind of virus, his daughter is only seven years old this year, the cute little guy is at the age of growing his body, Collins is in the prime of life, it doesn't matter if he is hungry, but the little girl's face is already yellow, even his plump wife's face is gradually pale, there is no way, he has lost the source of food, and the food he grabbed at the beginning of the riot is getting less and less.

Collins braved such heavy snow, walking in a snow-covered neighborhood with only a dozen meters of visibility, and he finally found a garbage heap, and as he was rummaging through the garbage, he heard a loud movement from the corner of the street.

Immediately afterward, he huddled in a corner and witnessed a street attack.

And he didn't say anything about it, he didn't dare to say it, because he saw the attacker and the attacked, and he couldn't afford to offend either side, and he buried his head deep like an ostrich.

The days are always hopeful.

Not long after the orcs took over the city, they learned about the shortage of food in the city, and the big orcs decided to release the food! Everyone was a little incredulous, and Collins was the same, he always felt as if all the gloom was going away, and these orcs seemed to be able to take them out of this winter.

However, he was disappointed.

After receiving a few relief grains, the entire Xicheng District was completely blocked! Countless orcs in battle armor, they held flickering cold weapons in the blizzard, like demons in the snow, surrounded the entire Xicheng District.

A feeling of impending mountain rain filled the air.