Griffith serves as the commander of two opposing armies at the same time, and even his troops may jump left and right between the two armies.
According to the Confederate plan, the First Front Army commanded by Griffith, whose pseudonym was "Sir Blood", was to be expanded to 15,000 to 20,000 men in a short period of time. He also served as one of the commanders of all the armies in the Verona area, making collective decisions with the newly joined Xia Boyang. Xia Boyang's soldiers, those who had not survived the split, were familiar with gunpowder weapons and new tactics, and were incompatible with Beyelan, so they were potential soldiers.
However, Griffith had just led his men to crush these rebels and captured them. It is undoubtedly very difficult to get them to fight hard.
The battle to collect prisoners relied on discipline, whips, and the gallows, and the most brutal methods were used to force them to die.
"Transformation? Transformation?"
Griffith couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This sounds reminiscent of confessional agents, hypnosis and brainwashing, and is more cruel than a whip.
"Please don't get me wrong, the main way we work is to study and educate," Negri explained. "The rebels you are fighting broke away from Xia Boyang's leadership and committed many plundering crimes during the march. By the time you hit them hard. Their spirit and will have been broken.
“Our job is to integrate them into a solid team and reshape the core of these warriors.
"Comrade Xia Boyang is forming the Verona Second Front based on the troops who follow him. With him cooperating with my work, we are confident that we can win over most of them."
"I wish you good luck." Griffith nodded.
He would not turn his back on these brave warriors.
The price will be paid. A larger war is imminent, and the enemies are Commodus and the knights, Aaron and the wizards, and Tarkin and the elves of Canaan. If we don't kill them all, Galadia will always be in danger.
Their strength is very strong and their will is even more determined. You may not like them, but you cannot deny that they are great warriors. In order for the wishing vessel to perform a miracle of saving the world, these people must fight to the end. There is no reason to argue.
Then, we can only let Griffith come to the army in person to reason with them.
"Specifically, what are you going to do?"
"Please come with me!" Negri suddenly became interested, "Roland said that you must see our ideological work! Let's go by carriage."
Speaking of this, Negri suddenly remembered something, took out the book from his pocket and handed it over, "Roland also specially reminded me to give this to you. It is his proud work. Don't miss it."
…
Griffith loved reading. This good habit was supported by Fiona and carried forward in Homemonworth.
What Negri handed over was a new book highly recommended by Fiona - "The Riddle Kingdom of the Unspeakable: Death's Note", which also had Roland's autograph on it.
"To my best friend Griffith!
"Your old friend Roland."
Griffith flipped through it curiously. He had read half of this book in the library of Homemon Watts. It was a series of thrilling riddle stories from the kingdom of riddles that didn’t speak well:
A young man received a gift from death, a notebook. Writing someone's name on the note kills them. This sealed object is extremely powerful and can even write the cause and time of death. The person whose name is written is unable to resist.
The young man became the agent of death. He believed that all the villains would be wiped out in his writing, and this filthy world would be rectified, and he himself... would become the god of the new world.
"The God of the New World, well, Naira must have read this book."
Griffith mentally sighed for Neferty. What should this poor girl do... He looked up at Negri again: "Tell me about your ideological work."
"Hmm..." the political commissar thought for a while, "That's okay, but Roland reminds me that you must read his masterpiece carefully! This is the latest serialization!"
Ah, is this... more important than military affairs? Griffith had nothing to say and could only read it quickly.
The young man's behavior was eventually discovered. Although he acted carefully, the hidden and powerful guardian of the world order still noticed his clues and closed the net little by little.
It's only a matter of time before the young man's secret is exposed.
At this time, he made a decision...
The young man gave up the ownership of the sealed object and asked the God of Death to erase his memory. It's not difficult. Thanks to this decisive action, the encircled order guardians eliminated the young man's suspicion after careful investigation, and even invited him to join them in searching for Death's agent in the world.
However, what the guardians of order did not expect was...
While giving up the sealed artifact, the young man had already completed the layout. Although he has lost his memory, as the investigation progresses, he, as part of the world order, gets closer and closer to his notes.
Finally, the moment he touched the note again, the young man regained his power.
This time, the hidden guardians of order have nowhere to hide. Young people are among them, know their power, know their mystery.
Nice story!
The layout is exquisite and the plot has ups and downs, which is really fascinating.
What would I do if I had such a notebook and was chased by the guardian of the world? How would I hide my notes... Griffith pretended to be the protagonist of the riddle story and began to think about it.
"We are here, Comrade Commander,"
After a while, they came to a camp, where many immigrants and prisoners were sent in batches and placed separately.
Desai was overseeing the prisoners with a small group of soldiers. When he saw his commander arriving, he immediately ran over, stood at attention with his chest raised, and beat his chest with his right hand: "Victory to Beyelan!"
"Victory goes to Beyelan," the new flag captain raised his arm, "How is the situation here? Are the prisoners behaved?"
Griffith looked around and saw only a few scattered sesame seeds. The dark crowd also sat in a big circle in the middle of the camp.
"Why are you so lax? Where is Paxiu?"
"Uh, ugh..." Desai was speechless.
There were not many guards, and many of them were sitting with the prisoners. The soldiers carried rifles, and the prisoners took food such as corn and potatoes, and sat on the ground one by one. A temporary stage was set up in the open space, and everyone looked at it with smiles. It was obvious that everyone was very fascinated by the music.
Lansada, the little girl who had just been kicked off a horse a few days ago, was actually telling everyone jokes on the stage.
"One day, the farmer caught a fish in the river.
"According to the rules, everything here belongs to the lord. However, he can hide it and eat the fish himself.
"The farmer came home excitedly and said to his wife: 'We can eat fried fish!'
"My wife said, 'But we don't have oil!'
"'Then cook the fish!'
"'The pot was taken away by the lord, for fear that we might melt it and make knives.'
"'The grilled fish!'
"'All the wood in the forest belongs to the master!'
"The farmer was so angry that he threw the fish into the river. The fish splashed, jumped up from the river, and shouted: 'Long live the lord!'"
The square was quiet.
Lansada... Griffith wanted to cover his face for this somewhat cold joke. Suddenly, he heard a loud bang like thunder.
"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed, some excitedly clapped their thighs and laughed wildly, and some rolled on the floor with tears gushing out.
"Pfft--" Desai couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. He immediately realized the commander's gaze and hurriedly swallowed back his laughter and puffed out his chest.
The beautiful novice nun lifted up her skirt slightly and curtsied to everyone who was laughing.
"Next, please watch the play——
"shepherdess."
Everyone burst into applause.
Did Lanzada come to warm up the scene... Griffith glanced at Negri.
"How did you convince my people to do this?"
"Keep watching, keep watching!" Comrade Political Commissar whispered, "Our troupe tours various places, but the actors mainly rely on everyone's own initiative."
Come and try it quickly. 】
Are all actors spontaneous? ah? Then you still need your troupe? Griffith felt baffled.
Three actors appeared. Lanzada changed out of her skirt and put on the attire of a lord, and also put on a wig, which was unrecognizable unless you looked carefully.
Paxiu was dressed as an old farmer, old and hunchbacked.
The third person is a girl. Griffith stared for a moment and suddenly realized it was Loper.
After most of the Gulam soldiers, those mutated young soldiers and hybrid experimental subjects, were wiped out on the battlefield, Griffith actually did not expect such die-hard elements to join his side.
Tonight, Griffith meets Loper again. Griffith caught this little girl alive with his own hands. Her fighting form is that of a seductive harpy, but she is usually a skinny shepherdess, only twelve or thirteen years old at most.
Loper was wearing a shepherdess's coarse cloth dress. Her face was pale and she looked malnourished.
"It is the night of the Frost Festival...the Shepherdess is looking forward to her father coming home."
The story of the play is about Ellie, a shepherdess from a poor family. She is anxiously looking forward to her father, who is hiding from debts, coming home soon and celebrating the holidays happily.
“Dad went out to avoid paying bills, but he didn’t pay back day and night.
"The wind blows the snowflakes outside the door, the wind blows at the door and the door opens by itself.
"I hope daddy will come home soon, one foot in the door, one foot in the door~
"I hope that my father will be anxious, and he will be happy when he comes back. When he brings back bread, he will celebrate the festival happily, and he will celebrate the festival happily!"
After her father came back, Ellie happily took the black bread brought by her father, asked her father to tie a red headband on her, and happily prayed to the gods to "tell the master who wants the debt not to come."
The girl was like a lark, chattering about village affairs and interrupting her father's talk about her marriage.
“Ellie Ellie don’t be loud.
"We owe the master a load of rent, and we still have unpaid debts."
Dad looked around cringingly, his tone urgent and worried.
This is obviously a poor man hiding his debt.
"The wind and snow are all white for ten miles. I have been hiding from debts for seven days and come home. I hope to survive this ordeal and suffer from cold and hunger. I endure it..."
As dad was talking, there was a sudden sound. The lord is here.
"Hey, where's dinner?"
Dad was so shocked that he fell to the ground:
"Master, master, please let us go. I really can't afford it!"
"Hey, old man. You are celebrating the festival, and I am celebrating the festival too. It's more difficult for you than for me to make things difficult for you. This account must be settled now."
Dad knelt down and begged loudly: "I have no money!"
The master kicked him over and reached out to grab Ellie:
"No money? If you don't have money, just use Ellie to cover it..."
"stop!"
Someone suddenly jumped out of the audience, grabbed a stone and threw it at Lanzada, who was playing the role of the master. With a "Peng" sound, she staggered on the stage.
"Oh, stop it!"
Some people rushed to pull it, but more people jumped up, grabbed the corn and potatoes in their hands, and smashed it over.
"Let her go!"
"Let her go!"
In an instant, there was the roar of mountains and tsunamis, and Lanzada fled backstage with a stab. The audience was in commotion, and the camp was about to spiral out of control.
Prepare to suppress... Griffith was shocked and was about to give the order when he suddenly saw Negri waving his hand.
A powerful roar rang out from the rioting crowd.
"Hit the nobles!"
One person shouted, and dozens of people also shouted:
"Down with the nobles! Down with the wizards!"
Hundreds of thousands of people shouted loudly, the momentum was like a tide, and the force collapsed:
“Fight to Oldtown!
"Down with Beyelan!"
…
"I have already done Loper's work, and with the help of Xia Boyang, she was the first person to join us." Negri brought Griffith backstage to meet with the cast. "What happened just now happens, don't be nervous." .Sometimes the lord was kicked out as soon as he opened his mouth."
Griffith responded dully.
He saw that Lanzada's head was wrapped in gauze, but she was running towards him happily.
"Well done!" Griffith praised, "The effect is extraordinary."
Lanzada, if you run slowly, you will be killed...
"Thank you, captain!" Lanzada and Paxiu shouted happily, while Desai stood aside and glared at Paxiu.
Loper, who played the shepherdess, stared at Griffith coldly and said nothing.
"Hello, little girl." Griffith nodded to the shepherdess.
"Good evening, butcher," the shepherdess cooed, "for the sake of the political commissar, we have a temporary truce."
"Hahaha!" Werner hurriedly covered the girl's threat with laughter, rummaged through his pocket, took a biscuit to her, and winked at Griffith:
"She still needs time."
As long as you can fight... Griffith thought as he looked at the girl.
His enemies are gods who can melt the earth and shatter hills with one strike, or giant dragons that soar into the sky and spit out flames, or hundreds of thousands of warriors wearing heavy armor and thousands of extraordinary beings.
Even if a mortal army, with guns, cannons and a few mutants, could threaten these powerful beings, it would still have to use several times as many corpses to pave the way.
The little girl hurriedly grabbed it and took a big bite.
“The biscuits are so delicious~”
What Loper eats is the kind of high-calorie food in the army, which is made from high-calorie substances such as olive oil, honey, sesame, and dates, and then dried and sliced. It is suitable for consumption in the field. Looking at her like that, poor people usually don't have enough to eat.
"When we win, we can eat cookies every day." Negri said.
"really?"
"Can I still lie to you?"
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