Off the coast of Valencia, a few white sails dot the blue sky. ※※※※※ I ※ I ※ ※

The warm Mediterranean Sea does not seem to be affected by the cold wave in the north, and the clear blue waters remain warm, allowing many fishermen to still harvest with their hands. The only bad thing is that the supply of coal has been insufficient, and only sailing fishing boats can go to sea, which has also led to the large-scale replacement of engine ships before the war becoming ornaments at critical moments.

On the aft deck, Calift and his partner quickly dropped their trawls, then signaled for the bridge to turn to the left, and as the two boats sailed forward together, the nets began to become heavy.

", netting."

Half an hour later, the winch began to tighten slowly, and while the trawl was being pulled up little by little, Calift and everyone watched their harvest without blinking.

They were so nervous that before the war, perhaps no one would worry about the harvest of a net, knowing that it took several days for a fishing boat to go to sea each time, and no less than 20 nets were cast, so why worry about just one harvest?

But now Calift had to be nervous, because there was already a serious riot in the country, as the rebels conquered the north and spread south, food was becoming scarce, death and pestilence began to spread throughout the country, and his family was still waiting for the harvest in Valencia, waiting for a good harvest and then buying unpalatable black bread to satisfy his hunger.

The nets finally came out of the water, and the phosphorescent glittering image relieved Calift and the others, and the harvest meant that everyone on board could sustain their families for a few days.

The crew got busy and stuffed a tail of tuna into the cabin, but they didn't even notice that there was a column of smoke billowing behind them.

"Damn it, get out of here!"

A sound broke the busyness and laughter, and when the fishing boat quickly turned to the shore and galloped away, Calift in a panic had already seen several naval warships flying the red blood cloud dragon claw flag flying towards Valencia!

"God, the Chinese fleet is here!"

"Run!"

"Radio, is there a radio?"

"Califte, are you crazy? This is the radio where the sailboat has no electricity. ”

"Damn, damn it, I'm going to inform Vivien, I'm going to tell her to leave! My God! ”

Hearing that there was no radio on board, Calift fell to his knees on the deck in despair, looking at the cold and thick muzzle of the cannon passing in front of him, he wanted to spread a pair of wings and fly back to protect his wife and family, but how could a fishing boat compare to a warship? In just an hour, the fleet had already disappeared in the direction of the port of Valencia.

In the once bustling port of Valencia, three small destroyers with flags lowered are moored alone, and the entire dock and port area are deserted, except for those refugees who have returned homeless and are ready to find a boat to leave.

On the corner of the street, Vivien turned her head and looked around vigilantly, and after finding that there were no suspicious people, she carefully carried the cloth bag and flew with her head down.

With every few steps, she always looked around like a frightened fawn, for her sack contained a small half-sack of buckwheat and sugar, which was the family's ration for the next three days, after which she had to wait until her husband Calift came back to get food.

Vivien was careful that everyone who passed by made her nervous for a long time, especially as she was about to cross the dock to her home on the other side, and the soldiers with guns made her uneasy, because in this time of lack of food, a small half bag of buckwheat was enough to cause a bloody crime!

Three years ago, no one would have looked at a small bag of buckwheat, but now this piece of buckwheat, which might have been used only to feed horses, could cause a massacre! Because the whole of Spain was in a state of starvation and turmoil, it was heard that in the difficult north, hundreds of people were starved to death every day. (Full text reading, all in. (.i. Want. Wen. Learning Network)

"Stop! Get them! ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind that scared Vivien into trembling and not daring to take another step.

As she clutched the sack and tried to protect the food, a large group of soldiers with loaded guns, white towels on their arms, and messy blue overalls swarmed from behind.

Luckily, the soldiers quickly overboarded her and rushed towards the destroyer, all pointing their guns at the sailors on deck who were trying to sneak into the warship to escape.

Vivien recognized these people as the ones who had started a rebellion and claimed to save Spain, but in the eyes of ordinary people, they were not liked because they were more brutal than the army, they claimed to end the war and overthrow the rule of Alfonso XIII, but most of the guns were aimed at ordinary Spaniards, and they also brought slaughter and poverty back to this already suffering country.

"What are you going to do?" The road was blocked by the soldiers, and Vivien, who could not go home, could only hide in the corner of the dock with the buckwheat cloth bag, and then watched the captain who was about to return to the ship, and stood up to perform his duties in order to protect the soldiers.

"Immediately order everyone to leave the warship, we suspect that Alfonso XIII will use the harbor to escape, so take over the warship and seal it off!" A rebel leader walked up to the front with a pistol raised.

"You are treason!" The captain blushed and rebuked loudly.

"Grab it and kill these rotten royalists!"

"Kill them."

"Bang."

No one knew that the first bullet came from the barrel, and as the gun rang out, the harbor was in turmoil, with the sailors relying on the steel ships and the rapid-fire cannons on the deck, while the rebels had the numerical advantage.

Vivien hunched over, trying to stuff Jiaoxiao's entire body into the crack in the wall, and before she could hide herself, a handful of blood suddenly splashed not far from her feet, and when she looked up, she saw that the head of the bearded captain had been cut off and thrown to her by someone.

Vivien, who saw this kind of picture for the first time, screamed in fright, and then held on to the wall and vomited, such a fierce action naturally attracted countless malicious eyes, and before she could hide again, several wolf-like rebel soldiers had already dragged her into the blacksmith shop next door.

On the cold blacksmith slate, several soldiers smirked and tore at Vivien's dress.

Vivien screamed and begged for mercy, but these only made the gangster more excited, and when Luo's skirt was finally ripped open, her whole body was twisted, and her towering xōn breasts pressed against the stone slab, and when her fat buttocks were held high by the rebel soldiers, God officially abandoned Spain!

The soldiers brutally and brutally thrust into Vivien's body, her snow-white buttocks were slapped blue and purple, and even the huge xōn breasts that had been crushed against the stone slab and deformed seemed to be rubbed.

Vivien no longer had the strength to cry, her lowered hands clutched the cloth bag containing the buckwheat, hoping that the soldiers could leave food after venting, but unfortunately she was still disappointed, after the soldiers finished venting, they broke her hands hard and pulled the cloth bag away, Vivian stared at the wall with distracted eyes, looking at the blurred figure that took the buckwheat "Tears rolled down her body after sliding from her dirty cheeks, and flowed from the corner of the wall to the outside of the shop along with the blood oozing from her lower body.

The gunfire is getting more and more intense.

Moments later, patches of corpses were scattered all over the port of Valencia.

Just as Vivien could take a desperate breath, she suddenly saw a young man with black hair and eyes in blue overalls common in Spain.

The young man looked at Vivian, who was red and purple all over her body, and after twisting her sword eyebrows slightly, he slowly walked to her and squatted down, and said in pure Spanish: "They will be punished." ”

"Punishment?"

Hearing these two words, Vivien didn't know where she got the strength, and suddenly grabbed the young man's arm, and spit out these two words with difficulty from the corners of her mouth.

"Yes, punishment!"

The young man shook off Vivien, and under her gaze, he suddenly pulled out a gun that Vivien had never seen before, and then inserted a long magazine into the chamber of the gun, and walked out of the smithy with a serious face.

Outside the blacksmith shop, countless footsteps suddenly sounded, as if countless people were running.

Vivien exhausted her strength and saw through the cracks that hundreds of Chinese soldiers in blue and white costumes and steel helmets that she had never seen before appeared out of nowhere, "Led by the young man, they rushed towards the three destroyers that were already on fire."

The soldiers were skilful and accurate marksmanship, taking away a rebel soldier with each shot, as if they had lived here for decades, always finding cover in times of danger and throwing grenades in the shape of wine bottles.

"God, it's them, it's those demons of the East!"

"Retreat" retreat, the ** team is coming! ”

As the soldiers poured out of the docks and harbor like a tidal wave, the Spanish rebel soldiers, who had just been complacent, were in disarray.

Vivien slammed against the wall, at this moment she knew that those were the legendary murderous and unblinking team, that the rebels who claimed to save the country were so vulnerable, and that the people who tortured her were just circus clowns in front of real soldiers!

She saw that a rebel soldier who had just been stirring on her for a long time and biting her with his teeth had just come out of a hut and was caught by the man in blue who said he would punish them.

The moment the bullet passed through the rebel soldier's head, bringing up large strands of brains, Vivien's fingers finally let go, and her nails dragged a few long white marks on the wall. She didn't laugh, although the villains who humiliated her were all killed by the Chinese soldiers, but it was the Chinese soldiers who pushed the Kingdom of Spain into this turmoil and abyss for avenging her.

She didn't know how to choose.

"Your Majesty, the rebels have occupied the port of Valencia, both Colonel Carón and the destroyers".

"What!"

In an ordinary small manor twenty kilometers away from the port of Valencia, when the loyal chief of the guard occupied the port of Valencia by the rebels, and the three destroyers that were originally used for the royal family to flee were finished, Alfonso XIII suddenly turned pale to the ground, as if he was dozens of years old, the whole person collapsed, the royal family members behind him were all trembling with fright, and several women were crying.

This means that it is impossible to leave Spain and go into exile from here!

"Your Majesty, we should leave for the south at once, to Gibraltar!"

"Yes, Gibraltar is still under British control, and we can take refuge in the UK from Huali."

"No, you can't go there, where have the planes of the Chinese people bombed, in case we encounter planes, we ——。"

"Or we will go to Malaga, from where we can go to Morocco and then go to Demohala, where Governor Scott has declared his allegiance to Your Majesty."

Ministers, your words made Alfonso XIII Cana, who had been hesitant in character, unable to make up his mind, and seeing that he had not reached a conclusion for a long time, he had to ask: "What about Germany?" Do they have any news? ”

"Germany agreed to our terms, but deleted," said one of the ministers, "they are not in a position to send troops to our country at the moment." ”

"Why? Don't they have a fleet in the Mediterranean? ”

"Your Majesty, both the German Far East Fleet and the Ottoman Fleet were restrained by the Chinese Seventh Fleet, and it was impossible for them to leave the fleet and come alone without an order, so delete it"

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, Mr. Slow is currently in Valencia."

"Sloe? Damn it! As soon as he heard the names of the Chinese Seventh Fleet and Slo, Alfonso XIII couldn't help but grit his teeth with a rattle, in his opinion, he was completely caused by the Chinese Navy and Sloh today, otherwise how could Spain lose Guam and Luzon back then!

He believes that the reason why Spain is declining today is due to the betrayal of Sloe, which caused the Luzon and Pacific colonies to be taken away by the Chinese navy, and then there was the Spanish-American War and humiliation.

The reason why he promised Britain that in addition to the coveted interests of Gibraltar, he also had the slightest idea of taking this opportunity to attack China and take the opportunity to regain the colonies in the Far East, but unfortunately he still did not expect that the British-led Entente would fail so badly!

He has not agreed to Hua's persuasion, including resentment against Li Mo and Hua, because he doesn't want Spain to become a slave of the Chinese after the war, so he has been secretly contacting Germany, hoping to get German assurance, even if it is not as good as Italy, at least it can keep the royal family after the war, after all, Germany is also a monarchy, but he didn't expect that Germany's Mediterranean power was restrained and not sent, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Now that the rebels have reached the port of Valencia, which is only a few dozen kilometers away, and maybe the cavalry will arrive in half an hour, who else can save themselves at this time?

Hearing the faint sound of explosions getting more and more intense, Alfonso XIII and his ministers were already like ants on a hot pot, and just when everyone was anxious, the door was suddenly slammed open by the guards, and everyone shuddered.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Slow, he"

"No need to report, I'm already here."

Before the soldiers could finish their report, Sloe's voice had already floated in from outside, and Alfonso XIII and others, who had not yet been frightened by the door, saw that Sloe, who had been a lobbyist for Li Mo several times before, had already walked in again with bodyguards.

"Your Majesty, do you have a choice now?" @。