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Thirty, the best bad people appear again

.Erbu, the best-quality declining person appears again

The hazy and blurred bright red sun flashed across the blue-black sea level, and was then swallowed up in the endless clouds.

The small spring farm stands tall under the turbulent dark clouds in the sky.

As the Changzhou Rebels attacked again, the whole village was very happy. Looking at the defeated enemy at the foot of the mountain, the defenders held up muskets and bows and spears and laughed wildly on the top of the city, and the women and children also took the opportunity to deliver rice balls, dried fish, pickles and turbid wine, and carried the wounded one by one to bandage and treat. In the entire village, there was an atmosphere of celebration everywhere. Although in this kind of strongly pretended spirit, there was a slight concern and fear of the future.

Although he had been besieged by the Changzhou rebels for a long time, the external contacts of Chuntianzhuang were not completely cut off. Many ugly phenomena displayed by various shogunate siege troops on the front battlefield were also passed in one after another, making the people guarding this mountain village feel more desperate.

Even if they persist in this stronghold behind enemy lines for a long time, can they really wait for reinforcements to be rescued?

Suddenly, a lightning bolt broke through the dark night sky, followed by a loud thunder, which made everyone tremble involuntarily. Then between Qingxuan, there was a strong wind, and lightning and thunder rolled among the black clouds, mixed with heavy rain rolling from the horizon.

For a moment, it seemed that the whole land was surrounded by raindrops, which seemed crazy, violent and cold. But the people in the mountain block could not shelter from the rain and attack and defend the mountain, and heavy water sources. In the Chuntian Village, there was originally a pretty good clear spring water available, but unfortunately it was inexplicably dried up two days ago. It was estimated that it was mostly caused by the rebels of the Changzhou vassal state.

Therefore, they must take advantage of every opportunity to collect and store rainwater, even if the next is the plum rain season that lasts for three months.

In the violent rain curtain, the residents of Chuntianzhuang were dripping with every inch of their clothes, and they still hurriedly placed various vessels on the roof, balcony and open space. The rain on the eaves was even more placed with large water tanks, and the rushing rain poured in like a waterfall. According to the suggestions of several elderly people who experienced premature disasters, the village also began to build a reservoir with cement to prepare for the long-term war of resistance in the future.

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In the highest terrain of Chuntianzhuang, there is a rough and sturdy three-story tower, which was originally a residence in the village. But now it has been occupied by people and has become the command post and conference room leading the defense battle of Chuntianzhuang.

This building, named Chunfan Building in the farm, actually does not have a trace of poetic and picturesque look in the name. Instead, it is composed entirely of the strongest logs, without any unnecessary and cumbersome decoration, and the interior decoration is as solid and simple as the appearance. There are two short and concise Edo City Management Team members at the door, standing straight with guns on guard, and the atmosphere around them is solemn and quiet.

At this moment, although it was already stormy outside and the sky was as dusk, in the temporary command center on the top floor of Chunfan Building, there was still an old man sitting at his desk under the dim candlelight. The old man obviously had the characteristics of a Westerner. He was also standing on his back and his face was full of gullies, but his eyes were very bright. He was holding a crystal ball with magical brilliance in one hand, and writing on several pieces of letter paper with his other hand.

A storm was blowing outside the window. Several doors and windows were creaking in the wind and rain. Suddenly, a loud bang, and a paper window was pushed down from the window frame by the strong wind, and it was as if it was shocking to the room, and it was about to hit the old man's head.

It was time to speak up. I saw a pair of big hands suddenly poking out from the shadow of the room, and it seemed slow and fast. The moment the paper window cracked from the window frame, it had already pushed it back to its original position, and quickly fixed it with nails and hammers.

However, the strong wind took advantage of this gap to enter the room, blowing the candlelight almost level with the table, and almost burning the letter paper. The old man in front of the table hurriedly put down his quill and stood up to try to protect the candlelight in front of him with his hands. But the faint flame still suddenly shrank into a little, and then completely extinguished with a "click", only a wisp of blue smoke rose from the candle wick.

The light in the room suddenly dimmed, and only blurred figures could be identified.

Just, Lord Leo, do you need to light another candle?"

A sturdy young warrior appeared from a dark corner of the room and asked respectfully, and at the same time took out a fire note from his arms. It was just now that he took action to block the paper window that was blown by the wind at the critical moment.

"Your Excellency Chijun, since the communication has ended, please don't waste the candles anymore. Alas, the plug is really in short supply no matter what you have!"

The old man who was shocked and shook his head, sighed lightly, and replied, "There is still no good news today!"

The old and young man sitting on the top of Chunfan Building are the two supreme leaders of the current battle to defend the Spring Festival. The city instructor from Edo, who was originally responsible for the downtown area of ​​the Ueno area, and the private clerk of the Great Sage of Ilminster, the most famous and despicable man in the country of the Feren, and the missionary of the Ameta Church, the goddess of pain, who was stranded here.

Following the battle of Arctic Port, which was a tragic battle against all parties to the war, and the election of the Naserel Empire, which was full of various black humors, this top-notch man who successfully harmed the Thirteen State Colonies of the New Naserel Empire and the locals of the New Naserel Empire finally took a merchant ship to the unfamiliar Eastern Karatu Continent. At the same time, his endless bad luck came to this disaster-stricken island country!

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Since ancient times, behind every strong man holding a sword or wand, there is a bad person holding a pen.

Although he was once wearing the golden crown of King Taser on his head and was fortunate to receive the great sage and famous sage among the countries, Ilminster, who was able to use magic to extend his life exponentially, the Excellency Leo, who was holding the pen, was still an absolute and unfair man. He lost his father at a young age, lost his wife at a middle age, and lost his son at an old age. He experienced all the three major misfortunes in his life. In addition, he had a lot of more terrifying defeats, premature disasters and bankruptcies. Almost everywhere he went, he was covered with blood and blood, which was a strategic killer.

In the past two years, this extremely declining man unfortunately broke into the Arctic Port battle, which ended in a tragedy: the imperial reinforcements led by the Great Sage of Ilminster were wiped out, and the Great Sage himself had to pretend to be crazy and hide in a mental hospital to escape the fierce public anger and the trial of the military court; the elves entrenched in the Arctic Port won first and then lost, not only lost the port and thousands of troops, but also took the life of a princess; as for the colonial coalition of the New Naserel Thirteen States where Feili was located, although he luckily won a victory on the battlefield and defeated the Elves in the Battle of the Dunes, he also suffered a political defeat.

When the two battles started, the two countries had signed a ceasefire agreement. Due to the poor communication lines, no news was received on the front battlefield.

Therefore, after finally winning a great victory, the colonial coalition army found that they had no achievements. Not only did they not even make any rewards or achievements, they also suddenly lost their jobs due to the dismissal of the army, and even had no money, pensions and funeral expenses."

Seeing that his natural despair once again harmed so many people, Leo, who was kind-hearted, almost broke down for a moment.

So he firmly refused the retention of the Great Sage of Ilminster and resolutely joined the whipping club under the Church of Aimetta. On the one hand, people kept whipping themselves with whips, practicing atonement by abusing their own sins, and on the other hand, they also used this to perform charitable fundraising abuse performances? They wanted to use the money they obtained to help the orphans of the martyrs of the colonial coalition forces.

After a period of time, the New Neseril Thirteen States "traveled" and received the call from the great master of Ilminster, Leo returned to the empire in the mainland of Feren and devoted himself to the campaign to help Sidfield Gan Mellier fight for re-election. But with the participation of him, the weak person, the final result of this election can be imagined

The original ruling party alliance was broken into pieces, and the southern separatists took the opportunity to take office. Consul Ganmeir resigned in disgrace. The two major camps in the north and south quickly prepared to meet each other. The results of defeating the Elf Kingdom were in vain. The Naserel Empire was suddenly pushed to the brink of civil war!

Seeing such a cruel result, Leo was even more discouraged. Because he was unwilling to see his motherland fall into civil war turmoil, he simply took the initiative to speak to the upper level of the Church of Aimetta, the goddess of pain, and asked for a chore to go to the Karatu continent of the Far East to preach, in order to be cleansed. The empire was like sending a plague god, and couldn't wait to arrange a ship to the Far East for him. Unexpectedly, he and a few followers had just left the ship at the port of Maguan and were unfortunately involved in the rebellion of the Changzhou vassal!

The so-called decline of people is always in decline, probably refers to this situation.

From this moment on, with the Changzhou vassal state that caused chaos across the country, countless people were involved in Leo's declining fortune.

In the Gyeonggi area of ​​your country, large-scale riots of rice grabbing continue to spread, causing the shogunate to be in a mess. The Western vassals also refused to participate in the war. The total number of troops gathered at Hiroshima Base Camp has only more than 10,000 people so far, and the command system is disordered and the combat power is uneven, making it difficult to quickly enter the battle.

Although the Lord Mitsui, who is in Hiroshima, has sent the newly arrived Sendai reinforcements, and under the command of veteran Ida Masatoshi, he tried to attack Yizhoukou for the first time, according to the Chinese officers watching the battle, the team was simply a mob, and the number was only 1,200, which was simply a death sentence. It was impossible to break the Changzhou army's defense line in Yizhoukou.

In the room with dark light due to the torrential rain, Leo stroked the crystal clear and smooth crystal ball, while introducing the various information he had just received to the Chief of the Red Army with a melancholy expression. "Therefore, this offensive and defensive battle in Chuntianzhuang may have to last a long time before it can be seen. So, please ask the Lord Chijun, how long is the various ammunition and medicine reserved in the copycat? "

This communication crystal ball commonly used by Master Nase Rielmi, usually has a stable and effective distance of no more than 100 miles, and there are often problems such as stringing lines and wrong words. But for Leo, who is in the Shuntian Village, if he just wants to contact the Nase Riel Empire's military officer of the Shogunate Army Hiroshima Base Camp, it is basically enough. The country's area is quite narrow and a hundred miles away is enough to travel through several vassal states. Therefore, during these days when he was besieged by the Changzhou Legion, he was completely relying on this thing to exchange information with the outside world, but unfortunately, he always had one bad news and another bad news.

But, that's it, in the Springfield Village, there are still 3,000 stones of brown rice, 250 barrels of gunpowder, more than 800 muskets of various types, and eleven light and heavy artillery. Although the groundwater source has been damaged, it is already rainy season. Even in the summer afterwards, there should be many typhoons and thunderstorms. By collecting rainwater, we can at least last until the end of this year's sixth year

The Red Army Chief Shotoe pulled his fingers a few times and then replied speculated that if it were just about firepower, we were even above the Changzhou rebels who were besieging. But the problem is that there are only more than 800 residents in the entire Chuntian Village. Including the twenty subordinates I brought from Edo and the dozen followers of your Lord Leo, you can still get less than 900. Among them, there are only more than 260 young and middle-aged people who can fight. The various casualties that have been fought from both sides have reached more than 40!”

He shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Thanks to your keen observation, he immediately shot and knocked over the ninja leader named Zhenting Snail on the roof. Otherwise, if he was allowed to poison successfully in our drinking water, it would be hard to say whether Chuntianzhuang could survive the fierce attack of the Changzhou Army!"

"This" should be said to be purely just luck."

Leo scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, feeling embarrassed to tell the truth: he accidentally got fired while wiping the pistol, but unexpectedly he shot a big living person from the roof with one shot. Fortunately, it was not his own person who was injured.

"By the way, since the shogunate crusades are really unreliable, why does Admiral Perry's Far East Fleet seem to have no action?"

The Red Army Chief Sheng suddenly asked, "To be honest, when the Mucheng tragedy broke out and the Changzhou vassal was in chaos, Admiral Perry had the opportunity to send a warship to pick you up.

But why did he ignore you?"

That's because they were frightened by the horrible rumors of my past, and were worried that after taking action to save me, the bad old man, there would be a terrible bad luck on my head. So they would rather leave me in the lonely stronghold behind enemy lines than let their opponents get more bad luck.

Leo smiled bitterly even more awkwardly, but he was unwilling to explain the truth to the Red Army Chief Sheng to further defeat the other party's confidence. He pressed his forehead a little tired and looked at the window casually. But suddenly, at some point, the storm outside the house had subsided. A pale sun shadow with no heat was faintly exposed from behind the thick clouds, scattering a little cold and dim light around.

Then, with a few sharp and short screams, the alarm bell suddenly sounded on the guardhouse near the sea, and the horse stinged the panic of the watchman from the loudspeaker attached with amplified magic.

Alarm! Alarm! Everyone should pay attention! There are boats coming on the sea! There are so many large sailboats coming from the west!”
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