Chapter 631 Mutual Aid Association
The Kingdom of Scott is in a sparse jungle.
I saw dilapidated tents of all sizes building a messy and dirty camp on the dusty ground, and a few dim and yellow bonfires dispelled some of the cold spring in the silent night... This is a seemingly impoverished, In an extremely miserable camp, the tents are all made of flimsy flax, and the pot on the campfire only contains some wild vegetables whose nutritional value is infinitely close to that of hay...
I have to admit that this camp looks really like a refugee camp. Whether it is the dilapidated "architectural style" or a group of ragged, sallow and emaciated poor people, it looks very much in line with the image of a group of fleeing refugees. If every group of people in the bonfire held a rough and ugly sackcloth flag in their hands, no one would have guessed that these "refugees" who were hungry were actually an army.
That's right, no matter how unreliable it seems, in fact, these "refugees" are really an army.
At least they called themselves the "Mutual Aid Army of the Poor" in name, and the army also had a loose military establishment and dilapidated marching tents.
In fact, such armies are now scattered everywhere in the Scott Empire, and the one that is currently resting in the jungle is the largest one of the "Mutual Aid Poor Army". They are composed of thirty thousand old, weak, sick and disabled. composition.
However, the clothes are ragged and the combat effectiveness is low. I can’t blame these poor soldiers. After all, two months ago, this so-called "Mutual Aid Society Poor Army" was just a loose gang called "Mutual Aid Society". The great famine was desperate, and they were just farmers who wanted a glimpse of rice porridge. Now it is really difficult for them to pick up hoes and pitchforks and go to the battlefield. The so-called morale is better not to expect too much.
The most frightening thing is... If the enemy this "army" has to face is just a group of gangsters from the neighboring village, it should be fine. After all, in this sad world, some extremely hungry poor people still have a little blood. But now, the real army chasing and killing the 30,000 "army" day and night is the Legion of Zhengtong Knights of the Scott Empire. The knight with a tall horse and a "recovery potion" in his pocket is currently chasing and killing any fleeing "poor legion" across the country like crazy.
The knights who believe in "absolute loyalty" are ruthless and leave no one alive wherever they go. The poor legion that originally gathered millions of people now have to engage in guerrilla tactics against the knights in the barren jungle. They are forced to disperse into tens of thousands. A small army of people, and then use the characteristics of the "Scott's Orthodox Knights" to escape the suppression.
...Of course, the so-called "guerrilla warfare" is more knowledgeable for the poor to escape unilaterally. They cannot fight against a well-trained orthodox army, let alone any professional opponent. At that time, these old, weak, sick and disabled had to move their positions immediately.
Perhaps since then, the "Mutual Aid Poor Army" has become a "Mutual Aid Fleeing Team". The fragmented poor organizations are all lingering under the ruthless suppression of the imperial army. The army led by Tika himself is no exception.
In the night, the huge army camp was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and despair. There were some tired "soldiers" lying down beside the tents, and the dirty medical camp was full of painful and moaning patients. The poor poor people couldn't figure out why all of a sudden, the nobles who had appeased these hungry poor people two months ago suddenly got entangled with the army to carry out such a cruel purge, and they didn't know where they should flee. When can we regain a quiet life.
Every escape will bring a little hope, and every hope will only turn into despair. In the end, these starving poor people have begun to become numb, and they no longer continue to call their "Great Leader" Ganati Ka's name, not even complaining and cursing the hunger cramps in the stomach.
The tents of the poor are full of despair and sorrow, and the atmosphere in the largest "commander's camp" in the middle of the "army" camp is also gloomy.
At this moment, in this dark and deep night as always, Ganatika was lying on the bed with a depressed expression.
The people outside can be desperate, numb, and unable to extricate themselves from sadness, but as a leader, Ganatica cannot despair, let alone become numb, even if he knows more information that is very detrimental to his "Mutual Aid Association", even if he At this time, the body is still weak and difficult to move, but Ganatica still has to rack his brains to think about the "outlet" that does not exist in theory, and then try to appease the poor who are on the verge of giving up the next day...
It is precisely because of this that even though Ganatica, who was at the peak of the formal level, was lucky enough to be promoted to a master fighter after Mosenkai Manor and his party, he still couldn't have the slightest joy in his heart.
Looking at the top of the tent swaying in the wind, smelling the scent of medicine in the air of the tent, Ganatica asked Pandora in a daze:
"Pandora...the nobles are crazy...they want to kill everyone! Fatty, Leon...they also sacrificed, no one can help us unconditionally...it's all because of that weird Crystal, is it all because of my...wrong decision"?
Ganatika's voice is full of confusion and helplessness, not because the young man's psychological endurance is too poor, but because the current situation is too bad!
In the "Mosenkai Manor Raid Operation", the high-end combat power of the Mutual Aid Association was almost wiped out, and only Ganatica and Pandora, who were severely weakened due to the influence of the gray crystal, left Red Valley City alive.
Immediately afterwards, before Ganatika recovered from his injuries, the crazy Scott Royal nobles suddenly launched a purge against the Mutual Aid Society, and all members of the Mutual Aid Society became the so-called "Treason Party" overnight , and Ganatica had to quickly set up the "Poor Mutual Aid Army" to fight against it.
You know, this kind of confrontation that can be called war is clearly what Ganatica has been trying to avoid. He organized the poor to unite for "friendly" negotiations with the nobles. The kind and lawful "brave" never thought Solve problems with blood and carnage!
And Ganatika is not stupid. He knows that some poor people who can't eat enough to eat can't defeat the knight army led by powerful professionals. Facing the "slaughter" of nobles, as a "leader", the helpless The "brave" can only let all the poor soldiers evade and retreat blindly, and then delay as much as possible to find a solution.
But now more than a month has passed, and the bark in the fields and jungles will be eaten up as "military rations". Didn't come up with any practical solution!
It was precisely because of this failure that Ganatica, who was limp on the hospital bed, could not help but fell into deep self-doubt and self-guilt.
Facing the real "desperation" in front of us... Even the "brave" with firm beliefs can't make any powerful and firm declarations.
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