Chapter 202: Hands-on (I)
Empress Dorothea's Decree of Stability was quickly promulgated through various channels, and in addition to the Imperial Capital Newspaper, the newly drafted Decree of Stability was affixed to the walls of the Imperial Capital, which had been selected as the notice wall, and by the clerks of the town hall.
Countless people heard the news from the newspaperboys or neighbors, gathered around the notice wall and various restaurants and taverns, and listened to the literate people read the detailed news or the provisions of the law, and most of them were naturally most concerned about the reduction of commercial taxes.
But a few of them, such as Swent de Moore, follow other news through the convenient information channel of the newspaper, especially the follow-up to the headlines of the terrible disaster that slums have struck on New Chinese New Year's Eve.
When he saw that the Star Blue Industrial Park would unite with the Business Alliance to issue a wanted notice for a group of key people in the gray organization, he immediately looked down and unsurprisingly saw himself in it: the name of Swent DeMoore, and suddenly collapsed weakly in his chair, allowing the newspaper in his hand to fall to the ground.
"Damn! With the power of the Business Alliance, it would be absolutely easy to find me, a pawn, and the hateful Barlow family, who clearly promised me that there would be no risk in doing things for them, turned out that those things were actually the tricks of the dark magicians!
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In the midst of the angry cursing, Schent once again recalled the terrible scene of the ghetto ghosts flying and wailing that night, and couldn't help but cover his cheeks with his hands in fear, and the strength of his own great knight level could not bring him half a sense of security.
As the leader of the Bronze Hand, he was able to pinch off the hands and feet of those who disobeyed his will without changing his face, and then feed them to the red-eyed rabid dogs he raised, and let them eat them alive to intimidate his own land, but these methods could only be called cruel.
Compared to an evil necromancer who could easily turn the souls of thousands of people into ritual sacrifices, his brutal methods were nothing in between.
In retrospect, he and his men must have fallen for the necromancer's evil spells, otherwise how could they have obeyed those mysterious mages.
If he hadn't regained a little free will that night because of the magic equipment he carried with him, he would definitely be one of those ghosts, but even if he survived now, he didn't see any way out in front of him.
Unlike ordinary people who don't understand the horrors of mages, as a great knight, Swent who served in the Emperor's *** team for several years when he was young and participated in several battles knows very well that prophetic mages can use a magical divination technique that can easily locate a person's whereabouts, unless there is some magical equipment on that target that can shield the prophetic spells.
Others are hard to say, and the leader of a gray organization like Swent will definitely be on the list of people who perform divination. In this case, as long as the business alliance is willing to pay some price, Schent can't get far anyway.
In reality, the situation is not far from what Swent expected.
Xia Lin, who had suffered heavy losses because of the conspiracy launched by the hands of the dead and the conservatives, returned to the New Army barracks, went to the dormitories that had been vacated to serve as the New Army Hospital, comforted the wounded, and after learning in detail about the losses of the New Army in this battle, he immediately gathered the New Army on the playground again, barely cobbled together a battalion of 400 troops.
"My soldiers, in the battle that took place last night, I know that you have to sacrifice so much to stand where you are.
Our comrades-in-arms, squad leaders and deputy squad leaders, and soldiers' committee members all fought hard one after another under the sword of the knight master, blocking their offensive with blood and flesh, so that we had today's victory.
In that battle, the Forces nouvelles lost 672 soldiers and 782 soldiers were wounded irreparably and that you have proven your strength and strength to defend your homeland.
The pension I promised you before the war will be distributed to the dead or wounded in battle after the officers of the logistics department have completed the count, so that your sacrifice and blood will have enough value and reward!
but
It was while we were fighting to defend our gains, but there was such a group of people playing with intrigue behind us, resulting in twelve blocks of the slums, including Bronze Hands and Grey Anchors、...... The people of the other neighborhood suffered a catastrophe caused by the black magicians last night.
According to the current statistics of the Manpower of the New Leaf Chamber of Commerce, more than 4,000 people have died as a result, and almost all the people in the center of these neighborhoods have been spared, including your family and friends, and even the families of those who died in the war in our New Army!"
Charin explained the current situation in the slums, and took off the large-brimmed hat on his head with great sorrow.
Some of the New Army soldiers and officers in the audience heard from Xia Lin that such an incident had happened in the neighborhood where they lived, and they immediately showed shocked and unacceptable looks.
Previously, after the battle at the southeast gate was over, they returned to the new army barracks by boat through the dock in the eastern district, but they didn't know that when they were fighting bravely, their families actually suffered such a disaster.
But Xia Lin, who was the deputy commander of the New Army, would never deceive them, realizing that something had happened to his family, many New Army soldiers who had been nervous since the battle could not maintain their posture and almost collapsed to the ground, and their comrades next to them immediately couldn't bear to support them.
"No doubt it's a betrayal! For the sake of a better future for their families, our brothers sacrificed their lives on the battlefield and shed their blood.
But these filthy organizations, led by the Bronze Hand and the Twelve, who only know that they parasitize us and deprive us of what we deserve, betrayed us and, together with the conservative aristocracy, introduced evil black magicians into the slums on which we lived, and at the same time led to this tragedy!
So despite the exhaustion of last night's battle, think of the oppression and bullying you were subjected to when you were carrying your bags at the docks, the sisters who were deceived and forced to sell their bodies in the Chase Shop, and how the members of the gray organizations flaunted their might on the streets! Think of the people who shouldn't have died last night!
Let's puff up the anger in our chests, uproot all the gray organizations in the slums, and get justice for our brothers!
Sacrifice the dead with the blood of the leaders of those gray organizations, and let the members who have earned nothing wear the shackles of atonement, and pay for their past crimes with their labor! Now, let's put our gear back on and we're heading out into the slums to get rid of all who stand in our way!"
Looking at the faces of the soldiers whose expressions gradually changed from shock to indignation, Xia Lin waved his hand decisively and shouted.
"Yes! Sir!"
A tsunami-like shouting echo suddenly sounded above the playground.
Although there was only a battalion of 400 people, after last night's fierce battle, the body was still quite tired after only sleeping for a few hours, but the pent-up dissatisfaction and anger against the gray organization in his heart exploded because of Xia Lin's words at this moment when he should have enjoyed victory.
The officers tied their belts, the soldiers put on their rifles, went to the material warehouse to receive their equipment under the guidance of logistics officers, quickly assembled, and then boarded the boat at the dock of the R&D center and drove in the direction of the slums.