This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 500: The “Huangsha Ten Thousand Miles” expansion pack ends

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The glory of victory belongs only to the winner.

For losers, even if they gain dignity, it is still difficult to feel joy from it. Compared to Ideal City and Dawn City, Falcon City seemed a little quiet just after nightfall.

Although the name of the ceasefire agreement is the "Falcon City Agreement", this agreement has nothing to do with the Falcon Kingdom, and has never considered the interests of the Falcon Kingdom. However, for the nobles here , which doesn't mean it's completely bad.

The supreme Triumph City finally took action. Although it did not send a large number of troops to help them regain their ground, it at least spared them the shame of surrendering as a defeated country. As for Bicester Town.

That stupid place is not in the No. 2 Oasis. It was something that General Kras insisted on forcing on them from the beginning. If the Alliance wants it, just take it. They are not the ones losing anyway. .

Only the citizens of the royal capital—or to be more precise, the young men who were dismissed and returned to their fields—would feel indignant at such a result. They fought an unquestionable war and gained nothing but scars and disabilities. Many of them also lost their property and even their close relatives. In the end, even the master riding on top of their heads remained the same king, and the people holding the rope were still the Wilantes. What's even more hateful is that those Wilantes didn't give them any compensation!! The meeting hall of the castle.

The representatives of all parties took away the satisfactory agreement, and this room belonging to the royal family finally returned to the hands of its king. There are only a few guest rooms left to recapture the entire castle.

A group of well-dressed nobles are sitting here, and the residual warmth on the chairs makes them feel more dignified, as if the noon negotiation has something to do with them. "So the alliance finally gave up on Oasis No. 2." "It seems so."

"I don’t know what impact this will have on the situation in the desert."

"Can the citizens' self-governing committee be disbanded? Those pigs are shouting about treason all day long, and they are getting together with the deserters!" "Perhaps the Weillant people can help us solve this trouble. .

"Ah..." Weilant people, I hope they will stop dragging us into fighting unprepared battles. "The governor who came this time should be okay. I feel like that idiot Kras is much better." "Looking at the whispering nobles in the meeting hall, King Mongot's face showed no sadness or joy. For him, it was just a change of master, and it made no difference whether it was a legion or an alliance.

It would be better to say that the Legion is easier to get along with. At least those Wilantes rarely touch the cake in the hands of the royal family. As long as they are obedient, it is enough. At this time, a man with a stern face strode in.

His hair is dry and his skin is rough. His long years of service have made his originally young and handsome face look older, even showing signs of weathering that should not have existed at his age.

"Your Majesty, the person in charge of William Industrial Zone reported to me that the Alliance Army moved away almost all the equipment in the park, especially the Royal Foundry, and even took away the engineers and technical workers in the factory...including their families"

William's tone was filled with resentment, and he almost said this through gritted teeth.

He values ​​the importance of industry more than any nobleman. Although those machines that are full of the smell of machine oil cannot produce honey or milk, they can help them rob wider lands. Especially after this war, he became even more convinced that only industry could save the kingdom.

It is precisely for this reason that after the Alliance released him yesterday, he left Bicester Town without even caring about the remnants of the soldiers, and only took a group of light cavalry to the industrial zone he founded. However, when he got there, the situation inside made him

Fell into despair.

The Alliance moved almost everything they could.

Except for a few empty factories and warehouses, there was not a single hair left for him in the huge park. Taking a deep breath, he tried to control his emotions and continued with a trembling voice.

"...I implore you to see Mr. Governor and ask him to put pressure on the Alliance to return the looted equipment and people to us." Hearing the child's request, Mongot sighed slowly. He said helplessly.

"Mr. Governor will not help us... He even gave Griffin's equipment to the Alliance. The war is over, kid, and all the cakes that deserve to be divided have been divided. Today we will only discuss the future.

There was one thing he didn't say.

Not only are they not qualified to share the cake, they are even the cake themselves. William gritted his teeth.

"Then at least...shouldn't those craftsmen be returned to us as prisoners? They keep saying that slavery is abolished, so why not capture them as slaves?"

King Mongot was silent for a while.

"The manager really didn't get things done right. William was overjoyed to have regained hope." That" Mongot sighed.

"They let the prisoners decide whether to stay or go.

William was stunned on the spot.

The nobles in front of the conference table were whispering, and Earl Cromway couldn't help but cursed and knocked his fist on the table. "This group of robbers arrived early the next morning.

Taote, wearing a crisp formal suit, arrived at the building of the Citizens’ Autonomous Committee early, greeted the doorman, and then went to the office while humming a ditty.

This was originally the tax bureau's house. After the alliance moved the account books here, the group of nostril-turned-gentlemen did not dare to come back, so this big house was given to them.

Since becoming the chairman of the committee here, Taote has felt that his identity is different from the past.

Especially the respectful and fearful eyes of the nobles when they looked at him made him feel as if he had become a noble without a title. Even the king dared not let him salute.

In order to show his unique status, he specially found a tailor who made clothes for His Majesty the King and asked him to make a unique hat for himself. Of course, unlike those nobles, he was paid.

Looking at the hat with colorful feathers on the table, Taote liked it more and more. He put it on his head happily and played with it in front of the mirror.

However, at this moment, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open. As soon as he looked up, he saw his secretary walking in in a panic. A trace of displeasure was written on Taote's face,

"Didn't I tell you to knock on the door?"

Looking at Taote who looked unhappy, the secretary said in a dumbfounded voice. "Don't worry about the door... something bad has happened, the Alliance people are gone!"

Taote suddenly sat up from his chair, holding his hands on the table, his round eyes widening. "Leave the Alliance and leave"

The secretary nodded nervously and said dumbfounded. "Yes... They returned to the airship early this morning. Although the airship has not yet left, they have already put away the anchor chain. He instantly lost interest in the hat on his head, and Tote pulled it off casually and threw it aside. , stood up and walked to the secretary and asked anxiously. "Did they explain anything after they left? What should we do? What about in the future? Should we listen to the Weirant people? Or listen to the king?

The manager's indifference to them made him feel a little frightened. Thinking of the eyes that the nobles on the execution ground had looked at him before, his spine began to shiver.

The secretary hesitated for a moment and then spoke hesitantly.

"They say... people need to save themselves after all. They have been here, and the rest is up to us." Tote looked at the secretary in front of him in confusion. I came here on my own

Looking at the hat he finally made on the table and the gun he leaned against the window sill, he just wanted to cry... Looking at the confused Chairman, the secretary sighed, but However, they are grasshoppers on a rope. For the sake of his own life and for the sake of his family, he still said patiently.

"Actually, things are far from that bad. The citizens are on our side. There are many veterans among them. They hate the Valantians more than the Alliance. If we can unite them, maybe we will become A powerful force."

"What's the use of uniting those people?" Taote felt irritated.

He knows better than anyone else that those guys are a bunch of rabble, and I am afraid that with His Majesty the King's order, they will push themselves to the gallows. The secretary lowered his voice and continued.

"You have to give it a try to see if it works... The Weiland people don't have many guns now, and the newly arrived governor doesn't know anything about this place. They need us to cooperate with them, whether it's military or economic. As long as we make peace with them and use their power to balance the palace, they may not mind that there are two kings in this kingdom. Taut calmed down. This is indeed a good idea.

The Citizen Autonomous Committees are representatives of various industries, and more than half of the city's handicrafts and industrial production are related to them) and the nobles can only contribute a little food from their own manors and land.

Unless the governor only wants to be a big landowner, he will not easily touch a group of nobles who have just met them.

The most important thing is that there is still a chance to survive if he gives it a try. If he does nothing, he will definitely die. "Convene a meeting of all committee members and representatives." The secretary breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes sir."

While the Citizen Autonomous Committee was busy meeting, there was also a lively scene in Bicester Town, which was far away in the middle of No. 2 Oasis. On the roadside outside the east gate, Wedelir hugged the cement block beside the road and said with tears in his eyes as he looked at the two soldiers walking towards him.

"I'm not going anywhere! This is my home! I have dedicated my life to this place, and I want to stay here!" A tall soldier joked with a smile. "Wouldn't it be better to go back and be your baron?" Another soldier also said with a smile

"That's right, don't you have a Zhuangzi? Go back and be your master."

What the two of them didn’t expect was that Wedelir’s reaction became even more intense, and his crying voice even contained a hint of begging

"I don't want it, I'd rather be a civilian" just kidding. How could he go back

Surrendering to the Alliance without resistance is already a capital crime, not to mention that he directly became the Alliance's lackey. Those who returned did not hate him. Especially the meaningful look in Prince William's eyes when he left

At that time, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He was so frightened that he sent people to Oasis No. 2 overnight to pick up his entire family.

If he had known that the Alliance was not planning to occupy Oasis No. 2, he would never have licked it so hard. But who would have thought of such a thing

With the way the Alliance fought, they almost leveled the entire Falcon Kingdom!!!

The two alliance soldiers looked at each other and felt that they couldn't let him be embarrassed here, so they walked up and pulled him up. "Get up."

"You can keep it if you want. No one will care about you, but don't block the way."

Wedelir was delighted. "You really won't drive me away." The soldier gave him a disgusted look.

"The manager said, those who want to leave can go back by themselves, and those who want to stay are up to you. The manager has no time to take care of you."

Hearing this, Wedelir finally burst into laughter, let go of the cement block with a chuckle, patted his butt, and returned to the town with gratitude. Not far from where he blocked the way, an officer from the Union Second Corps walked through the barbed wire fence, walked up to a group of prisoners sitting on the ground, took out his trumpet and shouted loudly. "The war is over, you can go home." Officers above centurion had been released yesterday, and most people had no idea about ceasefire negotiations. People looked at each other in shock at first, and then one after another stood up.

Some people passed through the open gate on the west and headed towards the wilderness. Seeing that the Union soldiers did not fire, they continued to move forward.

There are fewer and fewer people in the open space. Environmental protection and health

A large number of people chose to leave, but many others went in the opposite direction.

Several Falcon Kingdom soldiers walked to the inspection post. One of them, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, looked at the Alliance soldiers and said, "I don't want to go back." The Alliance soldiers looked at him. "Why"

Preparation for new curriculum standards

The young man hesitated and said.

"I have nowhere to go," the soldier continued. "Where are your relatives?"

The young man was silent for a while and whispered.

"My father and my brother both left. Last month..." My mother also left. Let me stay, I can work. ”

Before the young man finished speaking, another hand was raised from behind him and he spoke.

"And me too...I am strong and can carry things"

"I used to farm! I can do farm work!" There were echoing shouts from behind, and he was obviously not the only one who wanted to stay. Some people who had originally hesitantly walked to the door were listening. After seeing the movement over there, he stopped unconsciously. Although they didn't stay in the prisoner of war camp for a long time, if they think about it carefully, the alliance gave them a pretty good feeling.

Those people did not whip them for fun just because they won. The only thing they forced them to do was to repair the shacks they lived in. What particularly surprised the captives was that the alliance actually gave them some of the food they had stolen from the Wilantes.

This is simply unbelievable in the eyes of many of them. Those Weirant people had never treated them as human beings, nor did the nobles of the kingdom, but in the prisoner-of-war camp, they unexpectedly treated them as human beings for a few days.

Even though they knew that the enemy was definitely not well-intentioned in doing so, they could not help but feel despair about their life after returning when they thought about the attitude of those nobles towards them. More and more people gathered around the inspection post, and the soldiers on duty had to fire warning shots into the sky. At the same time, a sentry trotted to the superior to ask for instructions. Before long, there was an extra table in the camp.

Wedelier, who had runny nose and burst into tears before, was arranged to sit in front of the table, holding a loudspeaker and started shouting loudly. "If you don't want to leave, come here to register! Think it through before writing your name!" There was a long queue in front of the table.

Some prisoners of war who originally planned to leave hesitated for a moment, but finally stayed, including some junior officers with the title of captain of ten.

In this way, as of noon, the prisoners stranded near Bicester Town had been demobilized, and 40% of the more than 80,000 soldiers were left behind, a total of more than 30,000...

Heart of Steel.

Chu Guang, standing in the bridge, received a call from Liu Ding, commander of the Second Corps stationed in Bicester Town. After listening to his report, Chu Guang couldn't help but feel surprised on his face. "More than 30,000 people stayed."

Originally, he expected that having around 10,000 people would be great, but he didn’t expect that there were more than 30,000 people left! What puzzled Chu Guang was that, after thinking about it for a long time, he didn’t think of what he thought about those people. What happened to the prisoners of war? How unworthy are the nobles of the Falcon Kingdom.

Including the engineers and their families that the Storm Troops took away from William Industrial Area, the population of Bicester Town is probably 40,000.

Although there is no short-term impact, after all, the Alliance has collected a lot of supplies from the Horn Castle and the front line, but if this continues, there will definitely be problems with the supply of food and fresh water there. Feeling the administrator's embarrassment, Liu Ding asked in a deep voice road. "Do you want to get rid of part of it?" "That's not necessary." Chu Guang coughed.

"If they want to stay, let them stay."

People have already stayed voluntarily. If I drive them away again, it will look stingy.

Furthermore, Bicester Town, which is under the direct jurisdiction of the alliance, can serve as a flag for the alliance in Luoxia Province. If it develops well, it will undoubtedly have a positive effect on the image of the alliance. The only problem is that it is all sand, there is no "river embankment", and there are no expensive strategic resources. The only value is probably its location. If agriculture cannot be developed, then industry can only be developed.

The military production lines moved from the Falcon Kingdom can be moved to Oasis No. 3 next door, which is within the Honey Badger Kingdom. As for the civilian production line, part of it can be left in Bicester Town, where there is enough labor to work. At present, both the Honey Badger Kingdom and the Falcon Kingdom are in urgent need of post-war reconstruction. The demand for some industrial products is still considerable. There is a young labor force and the equipment required for production. It may be difficult to make a fortune, but it is difficult to make a living. It shouldn't be a big problem for you.

"...!! Let the Lion Kingdom Army leave the excess supplies before withdrawing, including food, fresh water and clothes. Winter is coming soon, and the temperature in the desert is not low. Don't let people freeze to death. "After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"After that, I will appoint an official as the local governor and transfer a batch of supplies from Qingquan City. As for now, you first organize them into four construction corps and organize them to build their own houses to live in... ...Anyway, don't let them idle. Liu Ding put his right hand on his chest, stood at attention and answered. "Yes"

Considering that Liu Ding was a rough man and knew nothing about urban planning and management, Chu Guang patiently explained some details of building a new settlement. For example, the center of the settlement is placed east of the airport, and zoning is reserved for the development of business and industry.

The ideal group of the company will provide technical support in the recycling of cement debris and road construction. The alliance does not need to worry about road construction. Chu Guang planned to set aside a foreign exchange budget of 100 million Cr, and after the governor of the alliance arrived, he would purchase equipment from Ideal City based on local actual needs. Not long after he finished explaining these things, the acting captain happened to come to him from outside the bridge and gave him a military salute. "Report! As of now, all units have boarded the ship, the anchor chain has been stowed, and the ship is ready to depart at any time!" "Very good."

Looking at the sun-drenched survivor colony outside the floor-to-ceiling window for the last time, Chu Guang's lips curled up into a faint smile. It's finally time to say goodbye.

King Mongot and the nobles must have opened the champagne excitedly.

But they will soon discover that it is too early for them to be happy.

Including the new governor.

Those people will soon discover the "surprise" left for them by the alliance

As for what this surprise will eventually grow into, it will take time to test... The people living here will eventually have to decide their own future destiny.

For himself, the war in Rongxia Province has come to an end, and there are more important things waiting for him to do now. Looking away from the window, Chu Guang looked at the acting captain standing aside, "Let's set off"

The captain gave a neat military salute. "Yes"

Just as the Heart of Steel was advancing towards the desert, the Battlefield Atmosphere Group, which was far away in a pit in Far West City, happened to be back online. Until the Heart of Steel set sail, he did not wait for the next instruction from the administrator.

"Grandma...have these guys forgotten me?" The battlefield legend who lifted up his pants muttered a curse, pretended to press the button of the flush bucket, and walked away. Outside.

Since Grigren's death, he has followed the 50,000th team to evacuate to Far West City, which is located in the northwest of Oasis No. 2, to pass the boring time with the Weirant people who are waiting to go home

With the ceasefire agreement taking effect, the "Yellow Sand Ten Thousand Miles" expansion pack has officially come to an end, and the expansion pack rewards were settled last night. Due to the heavyweight information he provided previously, he undoubtedly became the strongest person with the highest personal score in the expansion pack! And he was far ahead of the second place by 50,000 points. But what's the use?

Although I drew a bunch of valuable treasures, no matter how good the equipment I drew, I had no chance to use it.

A few of his good brothers were afraid of wasting it and wanted to use it for him first, but he refused without hesitation without even thinking about it! What a joke! That was the treasure he had paid for with his life, how could it be possible? Let those bullies take it! If my grandson, who is the most naughty, takes it, I’m afraid there won’t even be any scum left when he comes back.

Just when the warlord was thinking about who to go to stay for a while, a familiar person not far away influenced him to come over. He raised his head and looked over there, and saw that the man walking in the distance was actually his immediate superior, Captain Velichan. The warlord didn't feel any surprise, he just felt it was troublesome. This guy has been getting close to him lately.

Perhaps because he was too idle after the defeat, or perhaps to show his respect for himself, this person used to ask his subordinates to give him a message, but now he wanders into his tent uninvited whenever he has something to do. He was very uncomfortable and annoyed.

Obviously the same thing happened this time. This guy probably wandered over again to ask for help. The warlord even suspected that he had been waiting outside the latrine for a while.

Subtotal

Just when the warlord was about to take the initiative to say a few words, Velici, who was approaching, suddenly pulled him aside with a mysterious look on his face. "I have an errand." ".What errand"

Looking at the smiling General Velic, Bian Huashui instinctively became alert in his heart. Now that the battle is over, you won’t have to assassinate anyone anymore, right?

However, just when he was thinking this, Velic's next words stunned him on the spot.

"According to the ceasefire agreement, we will send two representatives to Vault 0 to investigate the legendary ruins with the enterprise, college and alliance."

"The Governor nominated his direct descendant, Commander Walli, to go there. However, Walli is a professional officer. Considering the dangers he may encounter in the ruins, he needs a powerful follower to serve as a guard... When I heard the needs of the Governor, I thought of you immediately."

As he spoke, Velic stretched out his hand, patted the good comrade Pangolin in front of him on the shoulder, and cast an encouraging look at him with a smile. "This is not just my suggestion, General Yali is also very optimistic about your strength... seize this opportunity.

"I'm optimistic about you"