Chapter Ninety-Four: Now, Is the Time Come?
Compared to their outraging, Hart was relatively calm.
"Just killing one or two people won't change the situation now."
The old man's eyes were sharp, "What do you mean, Hart?" ”
"A few years after you went to the imperial capital, were you contaminated with the cowardice and greed of those rich nobles and were afraid of death?"
"That's not what I meant, Uncle Leon."
Hart looked at the crowd.
"The troops of West Farland were restrained in their actions in Sasili, they did not set fires everywhere, nor did they rob their homes.
Do you think this is because of their kindness? ”
Hart shook his head and smiled disdainfully.
"Of course it can't be, they're afraid of us, afraid of us Sarcilians!
In our town, because of the trade for many years, there are many immigrants intermarrying with the native population, and the population has been growing rapidly.
Compared to the town of Eagle Point, which was bombed into ruins, there are 30,000 or 40,000 people in Sasili!
And what about the West Farland army here?
Four fourth-class warships, up to more than a thousand people.
We're ten times as many as the young and middle-aged!
If we riot, even if we don't have weapons, just a fork hoe will be enough to drive them out of the land! ”
The guns of this era were not very powerful, there were no semi-automatic rifles, and the number and range of the cannons of their warships were limited.
If there were enough people who were not afraid of death, it was really possible to overturn these military vehicles with a pitchfork.
His contemporary, Louis XVI, was guillotined by the angry people, which led to the rise of Napoleon.
"Sasili's strategic location is important, but it's not particularly important, and they can't attack the hinterland of Britania through this port.
But it can't be said that it is not important, if we can become a transit for their shipping here, it can also greatly reduce the logistical pressure.
More and more people will come here in the future, and when our numbers are no threat to them.
Frena is not the only one who suffers from this. ”
Hart looked at the crowd.
"It will be mine, all your wives and daughters, your land, your house, your wealth, they will be ransacked!
We must expel them from Sasili, before more of them arrive!
Once we regain control of the town and occupy the fjord, we'll be able to hold it.
The West Francis Empire will also not bother to gnaw at our hard bones because of the fear of loss.
Since there are no people from Britannia, we will defend our land on our own! ”
The old man calmed down and fell into deep thought.
One of these dozens of people is middle-aged humane.
"What are you going to do? Hart. ”
"We need to create an organization."
Hart's eyes lit up.
"Awaken the Sasili, the organization that unites the Sasili, linked by blood, to gather all the strength and expel the invaders!
The first step in creating an organization is to get as many trusted people as possible to join the organization.
Next, we need to get the weapons to resist. ”
"You can leave the matter of finding someone to me." An old man named Leon said, he was quite prestigious in the local area.
He thought for a moment, "As for weapons. I have a dozen muskets and six flintlock pistols and two shotguns at home. ”
"I also have three firecrackers at home." The middle-aged man who had just spoken said.
The rest of the people also spoke one after another, one after another.
"I also have two crossbows at home."
"I have two shotguns."
"I've got three swords and four great bows."
Char looked at these people with a strange expression, reporting their own weapons.
In modern times, this group of people would have been more than seven years on average.
At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties stood up and said.
"I went to the imperial capital not long ago and ordered a batch of arms, if nothing else, it should be there in the next few days.
I told them to take the Samir Trail into the town, where only the native Sahili knew about it. ”
Hearing this, everyone's eyes around him were focused on him.
It was also a standard Celtic, with short red hair, fair skin, more than 1.88 meters, very tall, but with a very gentle temperament, and it seemed that there was some ink in his stomach.
Hart's eyes also lit up slightly, "How many?" ”
"Thirty flintlock pistols, forty handguns, fifty smoothbore guns, and some bows and swords, equipment that the army has obsolete and are all good."
Hearing this amount, everyone gasped.
"What are you buying so many arms for, Swait?" Leon asked with a frown.
"After the Spanish Empire went to war with us, I guessed that one day the war would spread to Sasili." "And even if you don't, you can make some money by reselling arms in the limelight of the war." ”
After a pause, he looked at the crowd present, "But I'm willing to supply it all for free." ”
As he spoke, he subconsciously skimmed Alicia who was standing beside Char with the corner of his eye.
Alicia seemed to notice the gaze, and she nodded politely to Sweet.
In fact, it wasn't just him, the eyes of the men around him were a little intentional or unintentional.
Alicia's cloak was lent to the girl, and now she is neither wearing a mask nor any disguise, and it is normal to attract attention.
Everyone yearns for something beautiful.
Even though there was only some firelight in the warehouse at the moment, she stood behind Char, deliberately hiding herself.
But she is still the most shining presence in it.
Hart was clearly more concerned about something else, his eyes lit up with a little excitement.
"With these guns, we have the initial capital to fight them."
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head and looked at Char, who had been standing beside him and had been quietly watching all this.
"Mr. Xia."
Hart asked as he looked at Char seriously.
"You said that when I returned to Sasili, I would definitely break into the next world.
Now, is the time now? ”
The men around them focused their eyes on Char, they didn't know Char, but seeing Hart so respectful of him, they couldn't help but be a little curious.
Especially with such a beautiful girl standing behind him, in such a turbulent era, it is no longer an ordinary person to be able to take such a woman out and walk around.
"It's just a blessing." Char smiled, "Your future depends on the choices you make, doesn't it?" ”
"I see."
Hart nodded, he took a deep breath, and then looked at the people around him, and there was more confidence and affirmation in his eyes.
(End of chapter)