Chapter 330 Cannon Fodder

Damn, this is too coincidental.

He has been on duty conscientiously for such a long time, not daring to leave lightly for a moment, Ake Messer will not come to attack.

I followed Xiao En to the military staff headquarters, and within half an hour before and after, the call came from here?

Are you trying to make things difficult for him?

"Isn't this too coincidental?" Sean couldn't help sighing like this. If he hadn't had a sudden whim and switched to the military staff, he would have witnessed the first wave of Axmesser's siege.

"Let's go and have a look together." Sean said to the staff led by Kellman.

"It's good to see the real war scene, it's more convenient for us to formulate battle plans in the future. After all, we only face a bunch of numbers and sand tables, and the feeling is not so deep." Kelman couldn't help but say something, but the following words were vivid and vivid. Swallowed back into the stomach.

Their old wave of military staff officers who grew up with the Yong Ye army leader has more or less been baptized by the flames of war, but most of these new recruits have studied in the military academy for several years.

As a result, this wave of young military staff has a common problem, that is, they have excellent theoretical knowledge and little practical experience. In the eyes of old staff such as Kellman, it is inevitable that they will be given the impression that they have high eyesight and low power.

Kelman really wanted to suggest to Sean that these young military staff officers should be transferred to the army, serve as marching staff officers for a few years, and then be transferred back to the headquarters.

However, this would be a bit too offensive, even if it is mentioned, it should be mentioned in private.

What's more, he somewhat knows Xiao En's difficulties, it's not that he doesn't understand the truth, it's just that the leaders of the Yong Ye Army are not enough talents now, so they can only pull out generals in a hurry.

With more and more battles, after training more marching staff officers, there is no need for Kellman to give advice, and the situation will naturally change.

After all, the internal competition of the Yong Ye Army Leader is still quite fierce, and it is only natural that he will be replaced by others if he does not make progress.

Furthermore, people will always improve.

It is definitely a temporary choice for those who can be admitted to the military staff headquarters. Give them a certain growth opportunity, and maybe many of them will glow with a different light.

Xiao En led a group of eager young staff officers out of the office building of the Military Staff Department.

Martial law has begun on the streets, and teams of soldiers are shuttling and gathering towards the city wall.

However, this kind of martial law is obviously performing official duties.

Brother Port has not even been built. Except for the port and related defense facilities, what is left is a barracks and a few lonely core buildings.

Compared to those Yong Ye soldiers who were in a hurry and looked nervous.

Although the staff officers led by Xiao En were not able to talk and laugh, they all frequently looked around and observed the actions of those Yongye soldiers.

By the time they climbed the city wall, the siege had not yet officially kicked off.

Siege, especially if the defender is well-prepared, is a very troublesome thing.

Raid or something, it doesn't work at all.

After all, the 20-meter-wide moat and the 6-7-meter-high city wall are not decorations. Even if the champion knight wants to climb up, it will take some effort, let alone ordinary soldiers and farmers, who must use large siege tools to achieve success. .

It will take a lot of effort to transport large siege equipment to the city, and the defensive equipment and bows and arrows of the defender are not vegetarians.

This siege, even a farmer who knew nothing about military strategy, could tell that it was a trial.

Because those siege personnel didn't even bring large siege equipment, they rushed up holding simple and no longer simple shields.

No, there were only a few people holding simple shields, and most of them rushed up with bare hands and a sack on their backs.

These people are not even soldiers, they are simply driven civilians of the crocodile tribe.

Even a few miles away, they could still hear the menacing threats and shouts of those Kingsley soldiers.

"Rush forward, rush forward quickly, the one who retreats will die, run to the bottom of the city, throw the sacks in your hands into the moat, and you will complete the task."

"Complete the mission and come back alive, each with a piece of bread! It's cheap for you bastards! Hurry up and rush!"

"Did you hear that? The retreater dies, you dare to wait for me, the archer is ready, after a minute, shoot a volley of arrows, run, run quickly, or you will all die!"

"Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one, archers, shoot!"

With an order, a row of arrows fell, nailing the crocodile people in the back row to death. It didn't matter whether they really didn't want to charge forward, or they were blocked by the people in front and had no chance to charge forward.

From the beginning to the end, the Kingsley soldiers did not treat them as human beings, but as a group of pigs stepping on mines. No matter how many times they died, they would not feel sorry for them. Anyway, there are friendly troops who are searching all over the world on the west bank. Let alone human beings. Many times more tenacious than cockroaches.

The west bank was burned by the swamp fire for a whole week. They thought that there was no one left, so they sent troops to sweep it back and forth. After a month, they collected nearly 30,000 people. This is not over yet. It should be no problem to collect 50,000 to 60,000 people.

I don't know which corner they hid in when the swamp fire broke out earlier?

But no one cared about that.

Because the good luck of these people has come to an end, the chances of them surviving this war are very small. Even if they do not die at the hands of their own people, they cannot escape the clutches of the Kingsley family.

Bivis is one of them, but he is only an aborigine of the Swamp of Despair, not a member of the Elder Council of the Crocodiles. To be more precise, their village is not on the list of the Council of Elders. .

The location of their village is very remote, so remote that even the crocodile people rarely set foot in it. Before that, their group had been living a self-sufficient and isolated life.

The weather changes in the Swamp of Despair in the past few years have also impacted and affected their villages, because the land is vast and sparsely populated, the hunting range is large, and the pressure is not as great as that of densely populated areas.

Even the swamp fire that enveloped the entire west bank of the Desperate Swamp had little impact on their lives.

No matter how small the west bank of the Swamp of Despair is, it is 40 to 50 kilometers from east to west, and 200 to 300 kilometers from north to south. It may not seem big, but if you really run it, you will be exhausted.

Even with the addition of human factors, it is impossible for the swamp gas to flood the entire west bank of the Swamp of Despair.

The previous swamp fire enveloped the entire west bank of the Desperate Swamp. It is definitely an exaggerated adjective. The actual coverage area, let alone one percent, would be great if it was one thousandth, and it was mainly concentrated in the Kingsley family and Along the battle line of the crocodile people, the swamp fires brought up in other areas are all scattered and scary, but they don't have that much impact on the people living in it.

Due to the isolation from the world and the lack of news, before the search team of the Kingsley family discovered them, not to mention the Kingsley family, the leader of the Yongye Army, and even the Elder Council of the Crocodiles only existed in distant legends. Haven't really seen it.

Therefore, when the search team of the Kingsley family rushed into their village ferociously, like robbers and butchers, killing people, Bivis's people were unprepared.

Under the persecution of the butcher's knife, the young man dominated by fear had to choose to submit like other tribesmen.

Then they were driven all the way, driving them like two-legged pigs, and only giving them poor food and water every day.

I heard from those experienced crocodile tribesmen that the Kingsley Scavenger Team did this not only to save supplies, but also to control them more easily, and they would not have the strength to run, let alone resist.

Moreover, people will lose many things in the face of hunger, and the first thing to lose is often dignity.

At first, the young Beavis scoffed at the notion.

Human dignity is not given by others, but by oneself. How could it be so easily lost?

He was full of anger and contempt for those crocodiles who bowed to Kingsley's soldiers for the black bread the size of a baby's palm.

Although he has no sense of identity with the concept of the crocodile tribe, the same situation and the hostility towards the soldiers of the Kingsley family can resonate with him, and he naturally gravitates towards those who are also driven.

Especially for those Kingsley soldiers, the biggest entertainment every day is to use the leftovers left by him to lure those crocodile tribesmen, and when they fight like mad dogs, he is even more furious, wishing to tear the chests of those soldiers, See if their hearts are black?

Everyone is a person with one head, two arms, and two legs. Even if there is a difference in language, they don't have to be treated like animals.

When I saw that scene for the first time, I can imagine the shock it caused to this young man who had never been 20 kilometers away from his home.

He could no longer hold back the hot blood in his chest, and rushed out screaming.

If it wasn't for the elder crocodile who held him down, Bivis wouldn't have had the chance to stand here, and would have been stabbed to death by Kingsley's soldiers long ago.

Even so, a whip and several days of hunger are indispensable.

The elder crocodile told him that those Kingsley soldiers were being slaved, and their dignity was gradually lost and numb, which made them full of despair in life. It would be more convenient for them to go to the battlefield. drive them.

To be more precise, it was the old crocodile who was a bit talkative all the time, and Bivis just listened passively. At that time, his heart was filled with anger, and he didn't want to communicate with anyone at all, especially those who were against him. Kingsley soldiers are groveling people, and the elder crocodiles are the best of them.

He may be a wise man who knows a lot, but he is an out-and-out coward. He has no backbone at all in front of Kingsley's soldiers.

At least that's what Bivis thought before he died. At that time, he didn't know that there was a term in this world called bearing the burden of humiliation.

Before crossing the Danube, the elder crocodile secretly told him that this was their last and best chance to escape.

The astonishment of Bivis can be imagined.

It is a pity that Bivis did not wait for the opportunity to escape that the elder crocodile said, because before the escape plan was launched, the unknown elder crocodile was betrayed by the traitor. The people who were to be rescued were betrayed.

He was brutally nailed to a roadside cross by Kingsley soldiers. It is said that he will not die immediately, but what awaits him will be several days or even weeks of exposure, hunger, thirst and hunger, in endless pain and regret die.

Apparently, the Kingsley soldiers used him to warn the cannon fodder who were driven behind.

Of course, the term battlefield cannon fodder was also told to Bivis by the elder crocodile tribe.

This was an extremely cruel and vivid class, which made Bivis fully realize that the human heart is sinister. When the human heart becomes dark, it is more cruel and immoral than any beast.

The biggest regret of Bivis is that he did not ask his name before he was alive, and the other crocodile people who were favored by him did not know his name. At most, they called him lame old man or lame uncle, because one of his legs was lame .

Drifting with the tide, Bivis gradually became numb.

But it is not the heart that is numb, but the body. Only in this way can we survive countless days and nights of hunger, cold, pain and exhaustion.

After being driven to the Kingsley family camp outside Brothers Harbor, what awaited them was a hellish life.

Not only the problem of hunger and cold, but also endless labor.

Digging, burying piles, logging, transporting wood, etc., these chores are mostly done by them.

The Kingsley family really didn't treat them as human beings, and didn't care about their lives at all. Many crocodile people who were also driven fell to the ground and never got up again.

The soldiers of the Kingsley family didn't care at all, and directly sent someone to drag them into the corpse pit and throw them down.

At the beginning, they were worried about the spread of the plague, so they sent people to bury a layer of soil on them. As the weather turned cold, even this effort was saved, and layers of corpses were allowed to pile up.

Since three days ago, the attitude of Kingsley's soldiers has undergone a 180-degree change. Not only did they no longer drive them excessively, but they also gave them a few meals that were half full.

But no one will be grateful, because even inexperienced people know that it is not that the Kingsley family suddenly became kind, but that the siege is about to begin, and those few meals are used to buy their lives .

They are officially fulfilling their fate as cannon fodder.

Bivis was like other crocodile people, although he was unwilling in every possible way, under the threat of death, he still had to start wriggling in the direction of Brother Port.

"What are you waiting for, run!"

After walking a little distance, some people immediately threw away the sacks full of sand and ran wildly, but not towards Brother Port, but towards the Donau River or the Basu River, trying to escape from the Kingsley family by water. clutches.

"idiot!"

Bivis cursed in his heart, and instead of running around with them, he shrank his body and crawled into the crowd, not only tightening the sack on his back, but also picking up an abandoned sand from the ground. The sack hit his head.

Although doing so increased the weight on my body by tens of kilograms, compared to my own life, this bit of hard work was nothing.

Of course, Bivis was not numb and didn't even have the heart to run away, but he had fully realized the cruelty and cunning of the Kingsley family.

How could you be unprepared for this situation?

Even if it is to escape, it is not now, how far away from the big camp, and to run around casually is to seek death.

Sure enough, those who threw away their sacks and fled were nailed to the ground by countless arrows before they could run far. It still came from the Kingsley family army behind them, and those fierce voices were still roaring.

"Whoever retreats dies, and whoever runs away without permission dies!"

"I advise you not to act recklessly. When the time comes, not only will you die, but your clansmen will also be killed by you. You have only one choice, rush forward and throw the sack into the moat. You will complete the task, don't throw yourself On the road to death."

Bows and arrows are cold, and spears are everywhere.

Those crocodile people who were driven away had no other choice at all, but rushed towards Brother Port with heavy steps.

Judging by their looks, they couldn’t run even if they wanted to, not only because of the heavy sacks on their bodies, but also because they hadn’t had enough to eat for a long time and their bodies were weak. restored.

The cruelty of the Kingsley family has already shattered their hope of escape, and they can only hope that the same family on the opposite city wall will be lenient.

It is said that the majestic city wall on the opposite side is the brother port built jointly by the Yongye army leader and the crocodile tribe.

The reason why it is named Brother Port is to witness the beginning of the two parties as brothers, and it also represents the brotherly feelings between the two parties.

For the sake of being members of the crocodile tribe, they should make an exception, right?

At the suggestion of Please Call Me Mode book friends, I tried to add some small characters with flesh and blood in the macro background, as a foil attempt, and Beavis was the first.

Half of this chapter is added and modified now, I don't know if it feels better!

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