"War ......"

Speaking of this, Luo Zhen's expression also became serious, "I heard that last night the mercenary group went outside the city to clear out an entire stronghold of the grassland troops, thinking that this matter should be true." ”

He would go to the tavern for a drink every morning and evening, and naturally heard the news of the mercenary group's triumph last night.

"It's true." Nolan nodded, "I was there at the time. ”

"You're actually in the war?" Luo Zhen was taken aback, "I didn't expect you to have anything to do with this battle." ”

"I need to correct you for a mistake."

Noren said, "This is not an ordinary battle, but a war between Linfeng City and the Prairie people, and no one is immune to this war.

"Once the city of Peak is lost, the steppe people will not care if you are a transcendent or an ordinary person, a soldier or a civilian, they will only start a purge and turn this place into a fortress of the Lebuses.

"Therefore, if we want to live, each of us must contribute to the victory, and the alchemy weapons I want you to make this time will also be used in the war to defend Linfeng City."

Luo Zhen was speechless, the words had come to this point, what reason did he have not to help him make weapons?

Now that he has made up his mind, he doesn't talk nonsense, and instead says: "However, now that we start manufacturing equipment from scratch, the time is somewhat short.

"I'm a puppet-making studio, and a forge shop that makes ordinary alchemical weapons.

"But if you start from scratch, from the completion of the tool arrangement to the forging of the first finished product, I am afraid it will take at least half a month.

"In that case, it would be much faster for me to go straight to a forge and renovate it.

"When the time comes, you can find some people to help me, and while I make the equipment, I will outsource other parts to other forging shops for production, so that the equipment can be made as quickly as possible."

Outsourcing individual parts to someone else doesn't reveal the structural secrets of the rig, and it also speeds up the production process considerably.

"Good idea." Nolan nodded, "I'll figure out the way in terms of funding, you just need to make the equipment on the drawings." ”

"It always feels like I'm on a thief ship."

Luo Zhen muttered and touched his thinning hair, "I knew that I shouldn't have let you into my studio in the first place, and now that I'm stuffed with so much work, isn't this a guilt for myself......"

"Don't worry, uncle."

Nolan said with a smile, "The so-called one person attains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, and when I develop in the future, I will never forget your care for me!" ”

"Hey! If you don't comfort people, don't comfort people, you kid made it clear to me, who is stepping on the horse is your chicken and dog! ”

……

After spending a day with Luo Zhen roughly finalizing the affairs of the alchemy team, Nolan returned to the workshop and went to sleep.

The matter has been properly explained, and the rest is left to Luo Zhen, and he is still very confident in this strange old man's skills.

And what he has to do next is to witness a revolutionary moment that will go down in the history of the peak.

The next day, the morning sun rose as usual.

After breakfast, Nolan and Yuna went to a restaurant opposite the City Lord's Mansion.

Probably because he knew that there would be a battle parade today, there were indeed more people gathered near the City Lord's Mansion in the morning than usual.

At this time in the hall, several mercenaries were talking eagerly:

"Hey, I heard that someone is going to petition the City Lord's Mansion to start a war today, do you think the City Lord will agree?"

"Harm, the City Lord's Mansion has always advocated defending the city, so what's the use of just relying on a group of ordinary people to get together? Do you think they can say yes? ”

"Why can't you say yes, here and there. At first, the City Lord's Mansion described the steppe people as so terrible, but we won the battle the night before, which shows that we can beat them! ”

"Alas, my hometown is in the countryside, if I hadn't been in the city that day, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sit here and chat like now, I really hope that the City Lord's Mansion can avenge our hatred."

"That is, those robbers on the grassland killed our people and robbed our land, now is the time for liquidation, we must let them pay back their debts!"

“……”

Nolan listened silently to their conversation, nodding slightly in his heart.

In order to set off the atmosphere of this war march, the people's campaign has lasted for two days.

The most incendiary of these was the victory in the raid the night before, in which the Linfeng people won the first encounter with the steppe people.

Encouraged by this fact, most of the people's enthusiasm for the war of resistance was aroused, and they began to believe that Linfeng City would definitely win the battle against the steppe people.

And what they have to do next is to use the will of the masses to force Ivan to go to war.

"Mr. Nolan." The attendant bowed to him and said, "Master Harrison has been waiting for you in the box for a long time. ”

Nolan nodded, and went upstairs with Yuna to Harrison's box.

The view of the box is very good, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can clearly see the whole picture of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion and the street.

Harrison was sitting on the couch, looking down at the bustling crowd downstairs with a glass of wine, when Nolan walked over and sat down beside him, and said:

"Your momentum is really good, and now the whole city is talking about war with the steppe people."

The attendant brought him a glass of red wine, and Nolan took the glass and stared at the blood-red liquor in the glass.

"Just do your best." Harrison raised his glass of wine and said, "The parade we planned was foolproof, and I believe that this grand 'show' will make the Lord of the City change his mind." ”

"Show? Be careful with your wording. ”

Nolan said in a deep voice, "This is a serious, even tragic, negotiation, but if we had a better way, we wouldn't have made such a decision. ”

"Still struggling with this?" Seeing that he didn't plan to clink glasses, Harrison shook his head and said, "There's no need to feel guilty, I told you from the beginning, Nolan, it's a hell to wait up ahead."

"From the moment the first battle began, we were already sacrificing others - the five hundred dead soldiers who were used as decoy troops, the first order I gave them was not to retreat.

"They were not professional soldiers, but they faithfully carried out their battle plan, not only because of my orders, but also because they knew full well that they were willing to give their lives in the battle against the steppe people.

"So, they will understand us – they will die for the sake of justice, for the sake of keeping more refugees alive.

"It doesn't matter if someone doesn't understand, when the dust settles, history will give a fair evaluation.

"And we, now we just need to do what we think is right."

As he spoke, at one end of the street, the shouts of the crowd suddenly became louder.

A procession of nearly 100 people marched in a long line, holding aloft the Bauhinia banner of the Roland Empire and a banner calling for war, and their right arms were tied with bright red cloth strips, shouting a uniform slogan together:

"Kill the barbarians, avenge the blood!"

"Glory to the Roland Empire!"

"Kill the barbarians, avenge the blood!"

"Glory to the Roland Empire!"

“……”

Everywhere he went, the crowd of onlookers shouted this slogan.

Although only a few people responded sporadically at first, once someone took the lead, the rest of the people also joined the warm atmosphere.

They shouted indulgently, as if this would dispel the shadow that had shrouded the city of Linfeng in recent days.

Everyone was actually very uneasy, even the residents of the city.

No one can live a normal life under siege by the steppe people, and they also hope that the city lord's mansion can make a difference.

On the streets, the procession continued to march towards the gate of the city lord's mansion, and more and more people joined the procession, expanding its life to the scale of hundreds of people, and the momentum was not spectacular.

After the procession reached the gate of the city lord's mansion, a refugee representative walked out and stood on the pre-built steps to give an impassioned speech:

"Now there is chaos outside the city, barbarians have invaded, and I don't know how many compatriots have lost their homes, loved ones, and lost their lives!

"But the people inside the city were blinded by the high walls, and they did not know the danger of the situation outside the city, and allowed their compatriots to die like mustard! It is necessary to know that if the outside of the city is lost, the city is also like a turtle in the urn, and this is the autumn of the peak of critical survival!

"Now, we must act, we are united! We must convey our will and voice to the Lord of the Castle, and let all the people of Peak City fight to defend their land and people! ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd boiled, and everyone waved their arms and shouted:

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Kill the barbarians, avenge the blood!"

"Glory to the Roland Empire!"

“……”

The crowd gathered at the gate of the city lord's mansion grew more and louder, and at this moment, on the other side of the street, a brigade of city guards arrived belatedly.

The captain of the guards, who was led by him, rushed to the scene, raised his sword, blew a sharp whistle, and shouted: "Everyone, get out of here at once, and the offenders will be imprisoned and punished severely!" ”

The city guards behind him also whistled, and drew their swords in unison, and their awe-inspiring and solemn momentum forced the crowd back for a while, suppressing their shouts.

The faces of the crowd could not help but hesitate, they wanted to help the marcher, but this did not mean that they had to sacrifice their own future for it.

Seeing that their deterrence was effective, the city guards also quietly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Although it was a demonstration of drawing their swords, they were also afraid of bloodshed with the masses.

The order they had just received from the City Lord's Mansion was to disperse the procession as much as possible without being rough, and even if it was to be rough, it would not be bloody.

Ivan was not a tyrant, in fact, in the first few years of his tenure, when the Roland Empire was not in turmoil, the young city lord governed Linfeng City quite well.

He is doing everything he can to maintain the stability of Linfeng City, and if he violently deals with the battle team at the moment, it will undoubtedly cause greater turmoil in the city, and must be treated with caution.

However, although the onlookers were silenced for a while by the intimidation of the city guards, the team did not retreat.

The refugee representative had no fear on his face and shouted at the captain of the guards:

"We are all the people of Peak City, and it is chilling for you to not aim your sword at the enemy who invaded us, but at your own people!

"We still have so many troops and so many forces in the city, why do we close the city and don't fight? What is the intention of the city lord, could it be that these armies are not used to destroy the enemy, but to suppress the compatriots! ”

As soon as these words came out, the guards all changed color.

In the past, this offensive statement would have been enough to get him executed on the spot, but not now, the bloodshed will only exacerbate the contradictions in the city.

The captain of the guard was so agitated that he could neither move nor refute, so he could only shout:

"Your behavior has seriously disturbed the order in the city, come on, take him down for me!"

Hearing the captain's order, several guards immediately rushed over and stretched out their hands to grab the refugee representatives.

"Who dares to touch me!"

The refugee representatives were also fierce, they drew their short swords and shouted, "You can suppress our march, but you can't hide the eyes and mouths of everyone present!"

"Even if we die here today, we must teach the city lord to know, and the empire to know that none of the people of Linfeng are of a bad seed!

"No one can trample on our dignity, and in the face of aggression and injustice, although our strength is small, we are willing to sacrifice our lives for righteousness to show our determination to defend our homeland!"

As he spoke, he turned his sword horizontally, and the bright blade of the sword was not aimed at the captain of the guard, but on his neck!

"What are you doing!"

The captain of the guard was stunned, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop, "Wait a minute, we didn't-"

The refugee representative turned a deaf ear, laughed wildly, and shouted with all his last strength:

"Kill the barbarians, avenge the blood!"

"Glory to the Roland Empire!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the short sword in both hands and swiped it hard against his neck—

"Poof—"

Bright red blood gushed out from the gap in his neck, staining all the armor of the guards around him red, and even spilling a little blood on the walls of the City Lord's Mansion.

The refugee representative stumbled a few steps and fell weakly down the steps.

The noise of the streets fell silent at this moment, and everyone heard the last sonorous last words of the refugee representative, and saw him fall to the ground surrounded by the city guards.

Everyone stared at the captain of the city guard with silent eyes, and the captain of the guard subconsciously touched his cheek, and when he looked down, his hands were covered with blood.

"No, it's not......," he said, his voice trembling, "why are you doing this?" What the hell do you want to do! ”

"I'm waiting for today to come to fight with the consciousness of death."

In the procession, there was a refugee whisper, "After today, Linfeng City will remember this day, and the Roland Empire will also remember one day."

"History will remember us, and it will tell the world that in the face of bullying by foreign enemies, the people of Linfeng have never succumbed, and we will fight them to the end even if we shed the last drop of blood!"

As the words fell, nearly 100 people in the procession all had their swords crossed their necks.

In this solidified atmosphere, above the tavern.

Nolan lowered his eyes, and Harrison curled the corners of his mouth.

There is a record in the history books: November 8, 77th year of the Rowland calendar, 9 o'clock in the morning.

The grassland people invaded the peak for half a month, the city lord did nothing, and even the crowd was boiling, and the battle team was all killed in the city lord's mansion, and more than 100 people died.