Bran's third encirclement and suppression of the Grey Army garrison failed again!

Although the result this time was nominally annihilated, it was only a tactical term, and of course it did not mean that all the soldiers were killed. Not to mention that the incident happened suddenly, and Omon didn't have time to send troops to surround it. Even if it is a total encirclement, it is impossible for 80,000 soldiers to run away. In fact, there are still a lot of people who escape, like the middle-aged lieutenant-general level official before, who can escape, and there are naturally more ordinary soldiers.

In this way, this news naturally cannot be hidden. The first to get the exact news was the Northern Armaments Department, but of course they couldn't announce it right away. It's not that there is still any fluke mentality, but it still takes some time to digest some defeats.

Then there are Josia and them, and this speed does not mean that someone from the secret agency has already broken into the armaments, but to be precise, this news has been bought, through the hands of thieves. As the saying goes, dragons have dragons, and rats have rats. Recently, this information is the most sensitive and valuable. Naturally, thieves with a keen sense of smell and specialization in this profession could not be spared. After some deserters rushed out of the 100,000 mountains, they were waiting for them......

Since Josia learned the news, she was naturally overjoyed and released it as soon as possible. In this way, the people who compiled the newspapers in the cities were again forced to do so, and the newspapers were published once a day, and they could not justify them at once. Besides, how can you justify it? Before, they were triumphantly arrogant for more than ten days, and it was conclusively said that the gray-clothed army would be directly crushed, but now the regular soldiers collapsed before they could hold out for a few days, and there was nothing more naked than this?

First the cities around the 100,000 mountains, and then spread to the interior of the north...... Wait until the next morning. Propaganda posters of the Gray Clothes Army have already been posted in more than a dozen cities!

No orders have been received from the city's propaganda offices. It was not discussed. But there is a unified attitude, which is silence. The newspaper was distributed normally, but it didn't say a word about the gray army, as if the arrogant remarks of the past ten days or so were not what they said......

However, this matter was so hot that they had stirred it up before, and the people's reaction would naturally not be depressed because of the newspaper's ignorance.

It can't be regarded as a celebration of the whole world, but now in the hearts of most people, the weight of the gray army is undoubtedly much heavier.

It doesn't matter which shijie. Idealists are only a minority. Compared with the oppressed who are too ruthless, only the poor people in the farms who choose to rebel, and most of the urban residents are still more realistic. The propaganda of the Gray Coats is tempting, and they are envious, but relatively speaking, they still want to see something more practical. Although everyone knows that strength is something that they need to participate in, take risks, and struggle to pile up, who doesn't want to sit back and enjoy it?

This is related to people's nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, whether it is derogatory or right...... None of that matters anymore. The Greys have proven themselves and shown what they are capable of. So. That's enough.

Some city dwellers are starting to feel a little stirring in their hearts...... If the propaganda of the Gray Coats Army was to shake their spirit a little, then now these shakers are finally beginning to be implemented!

At this time, a propaganda poster of the Gray Clothes Army appeared in various cities, this time not in the form of a comic, but a city, a large city called Dawning City.

Regarding the news of Dawning City, Bran naturally knew about it. Even in the Northern Armament Department, officers began to study siege strategies for the city, which had been orally cobbled together by the soldiers who had fled. The local propaganda halls also knew about it, but now they didn't dare to publish the description of the city that they had been thinking about before. The reason for this is simple...... If it was a copycat, they would immediately put it on the front page of the newspaper and ridicule it to make the public realize the reality. But now the city wall is nearly ten zhang high, and all kinds of city defense equipment are complete, and the area inside is not even bigger. If it is published, it will not make the people yearn for it!

But if they don't do it, Josia and they won't let go of this opportunity, and take advantage of the current discussion to decisively release the news of Dawn City.

Needless to say, this is naturally a hot topic of public discussion, and many people even tore it off and secretly hid it back home. Although it is not possible to see what is remarkable about this city of Dawn from the map, as long as you know that the city can withstand the attack of 80,000 regular soldiers, it is enough.

With the strength, there is also a place to live...... The public has a better opinion of the Gray Army. It can be said that if it weren't for the main road to the 100,000 mountains being blocked layer by layer, there might be people running there now.

The tide is over...... At this time, the cultural and propaganda halls of various cities basically gave up counterattacking. The Northern Armaments Department gave an order, then post a few articles that don't hurt or itch. If you don't get the order, then continue to ignore it.

Of course, they know how delicate the situation is, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a powder keg. But what do you want them to do? You have to find an excuse to refute it, and you have to find an excuse for almost 200,000 soldiers in your armaments department, and you have suffered three defeats. I can't find the legs of the horses when I want to pat them......

Compared with the annoying Propaganda Hall, the life of the Garrison Department is much better. The method that those clever people came up with soon spread quietly in the northern cities. What, you want to arrest the Gray Army propagandists? Simple, I'll pick up a few half-dead people from prison and send them to you. It's easy to go out for a walk around and arrest a few gangsters......

As for Don and Josia in Stan City, they have also started to get busy lately.

Josia, in particular, improves the addresses of the city's secret services, researches propaganda strategies, and gathers various intelligence...... It's busy, but fortunately, her subordinates are still very good and share a lot of specific work.

However, the most troublesome thing is the recent turmoil, although those people in the Security Department have found a way to deal with it, it does not mean that they do not want to solve the problem once and for all. There is news that a secret agency in the city has been shut down, and most of the people in it have been killed or wounded. Luckily, the city is not far from Stan......

......

In the evening, prison. Spooky corridors. Dusk flames.

as a place of punishment. The environment here is naturally not too good, and there is a unique smell of moldy corners. Coupled with the miserable howl of the wind from time to time, normal people will tremble for a while when they pass by.

"Fuck, I'm going to starve to death. ”

"Head, aren't you worried about my craft? Hehe, it's coming, at most another half an hour, to ensure that they even explain how many women they have had in their lives. ”

"That's good...... Serve with snacks. A lot of big names are waiting for news of this. As long as there is a reward, the bounty is indispensable to you!"

"Hey, no problem...... Why don't I give you a live show?"

"Fuck off, I don't want to lose my appetite for a while...... Well, I'll go out and find something to eat first, and I'll come back and bring you some bottles of wine. ”

"Yo, how dare you...... xiexie head. ”

"Get out, get out, there's a smell of blood as soon as you get closer. ”

"Hey......

As he spoke, a closed iron door opened. A middle-aged man with a fat head, big ears and a black beard walked out. Behind him, a grim-looking man with an iron hook on his left hand bowed down and greeted him courteously.

"Go and do something, better if I can see it when I come back...... Huh?" Before the words fell, the obese middle-aged man who turned around and wanted to leave was stunned, and looked at the prison guards on both sides of the dark corridor, rows of fallen prison guards.

"Head, what's wrong?" The man in the back was inside the door, unable to see the situation outside, and couldn't help but ask in surprise as he watched the fat middle-aged man freeze his steps. Then he took a step forward and looked out. "Uh......" his eyes widened, and in his line of sight, a man in black stood quietly in front of the fat man, holding his belt in one hand and stabbing him in the heart with a dagger in the other.

"Whew...... ......The man was startled and opened his mouth to scream, but a flash of light had instantly cut close to his throat, and the warning sound turned into a leaky wail.

The man in black let go of the belt in his hand, the fat middle-aged man leaned on the right side of the door, and the man with the iron hook was lying on the fat middle-aged man, the two formed a strange posture, but neither of them fell.

Through the gap between the two, the man in black narrowed his narrow eyes and looked indoors. About a dozen or so blood-soaked people were tied to iron pillars, and behind them, various bloodstained torture instruments were hung. In front of him, there stood seven or eight men in prison uniforms, some tortured, some brewing red-hot irons, and one sitting behind a low table, writing something with a pen......

Scold...... The man in black grinned silently, and then pressed his hands on the two dead people in front of him, huh, huh, one fat and one thin, the two corpses crashed into the room like cannonballs, and then they were short, and quickly rushed in, and closed the iron door casually.

"Head, why are you ......? Huh?"

"Be careful, there are enemies ......"

"Why, why can't I see?"

"In your ...... Ah......h

"Behind you, pig-like teammate!"

In just a few seconds, with this strange sigh, the room fell silent again. The sound insulation of the heavy iron door is good, probably to prevent the screaming inside from being too loud. But now, it is cut off from the cries for help and warnings of these guards.

Inside, the people tied to the iron pillars looked at the prison executioners who were still torturing them just now, but now they had become corpses lying on the ground, speechless.

The man in black who succeeded in the surprise attack did not mean to rescue immediately, pushed down the corpse in front of the table, picked up the stack of papers on the table, flipped through it a few times, frowned slightly, and then threw it into the fireplace behind him.

snapped, slapped his palms twice, and was woken up by a few kidnappers. The man in black took off his mask and spread his hands, his ordinary face without the slightest expression: "Introduce yourself, my name is Donne." Well, someone should know me, right?"

"Don ......"

"Captain Tang?"

"Great, Captain, save us......"

Several people shouted hesitantly, and then their faces showed surprise.

"Oh, that's good, I think I'm still a bit famous. Shrugging his shoulders, the corners of Don's mouth twitched slightly, then he shook his head slightly, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, although someone asked me to save me, but I changed my mind...... Well, you all know Colin, right?"

The kidnapped men bowed their heads, of course they knew who Colin was, the hero who had been caught in the first city propaganda and later fought back to kill another person, Zuihou committing suicide.

"Some things are unfair to say, but there is no way to ......" Donn walked over to the fireplace, separated a few piles of firewood, put down a red crystal, and turned around, "You all know what it means to join this organization, and you are trained. When the institution was broken, I think there must have been people killed and some people committing suicide......"

"But you survived...... I don't want to know if you're wounded and captured, knocked unconscious, or ...... Greedy for life and afraid of death. After a pause, he walked to the iron gate, "Don't get me wrong, this greed for life and fear of death is not a curse." Everyone has only one life, and it is normal to be stingy. "But since you are still alive, I can only send you to death! You can be angry, angry, and cursed...... Normal, I can understand. Start by announcing your name first, so that you can have a person to vent to. zuihou......”

Pulling the chains and walking out of the door, Tang En turned his head and said lightly: "You will all become martyrs and be remembered by the descendants of the Gray Army." "Bounch, zaijian!" bowed down, wrapped around the chains, and slowly closed the iron door.

"Captain Tang...... one of the people tied up in the middle suddenly raised his head with a complicated expression, "Xiexie!"

"You're welcome!"

Bang, the iron door closes, and the chains form a dead knot.

............ (To be continued......)