Netheril Glory Chapter 635: mutual aid society

The Kingdom of Scott, in a sparse jungle.

I saw the large and small tattered camps built a messy and dirty camp on the dusty ground, and a few dim and yellow campfires dispelled a little bit of spring in the silent night... This is a look. The extremely poor and miserable camp, the tents are all made of thin linen, and there are only some wild vegetables in the pot on the campfire that have infinite nutritional value close to hay.........

I have to admit that this camp looks so much like a refugee camp, whether it’s the tattered “architectural styles”, or a group of shabby, yellow-skinned poor people, it looks very much in line with the image of a group of refugees who have fled. If not every group of people around the bonfire had a rough and ugly sackcloth flag in their hands, I am afraid that no one could imagine that these "refugees" who didn't have enough food were still an army.

Yes, no matter how unreliable it seems, but in fact, these "refugees" are really an army.

At least they nominally call themselves "the poor and mutual aid forces." The army also has a loosely scattered military establishment, as well as a tattered army camp.

In fact, such an army is now scattered everywhere in the Kingdom of Scott, and the one that is now resting in the jungle is the largest one of the "Mutual Help Poor Army", they are made up of 30,000 old and weak Sick and disabled together.

However, the poor soldiers in ragged clothes and low fighting ability can’t blame these poor soldiers. After all, two months ago, this so-called "Mutual Help Society Poor Army" was just a loose gang called "Mutual Help Association." It is just a group of farmers who have no choice but to look for rice porridge because of the famine. Now it is hard for the strongmen to let them pick up the **** and the pitchfork to the battlefield. The so-called morale should not be expected to be too good.

The most terrifying thing is... if the enemy to be faced by this "army" is just a small group of gangsters in the neighboring village, it is okay. After all, in this sad world, some very hungry poor still have a little Bloody. But now, the real army that chases and kills these 30,000 "armies" day and night is the Royal Knights Corps of the Royal Kingdom of Scott. Those who are led by professionals, wear excellent armor, hold stainless steel swords, ride under the crotch A knight in a tall horse and carrying a "reply to potions" in his pocket is going crazy and chasing down any of the "poor legions" who fled across the country.

The knights who believe in "absolute loyalty" are fierce and do not stay alive wherever they go. The poor legions that originally gathered up to millions now have to guerrilla tactics with the knights in the barren jungle, they are forced to disperse Become a small army of tens of thousands of people, and then use the "Scott Orthodox Knights" sparse number of features to escape the Qing.

......Of course, the so-called "guerrilla warfare" thanked the poor for their more knowledge and unilateral escape. They could not fight a well-trained orthodox army, nor could they be an opponent of any professional. When the enemy attacked, these old, weak and sick had to immediately shift their positions.

Perhaps since then, the "Mutual Help Poor Army" has become a "Mutual Help Escape Team", and the fragmented poor organizations are all lingering in the imperial army's ruthless cleansing, even at this time the largest, by the mutual aid association The army led by the leader Ganatika is no exception.

In the dark, the large army camp was filled with the atmosphere of sadness and despair. There were many tired "soldiers" lying beside the camps, and the dirty medical camp was full of painful groaning wounds. Suffering. The poor poor people couldn’t understand why, suddenly, the aristocrats who calmed down these hungry poor people in the first two months suddenly had to struggle with the army to carry out such cruel cleansing, and they did not know that they should escape When can I regain a quiet life.

Every escape will bring a little hope, and every hope will only become despair. Eventually, these starving poor people have become numb, and they no longer continue to shout their "great leaders" Ganatika's name is no longer even complaining and cursing the hungry colic in the abdomen.

The camps of the poor are full of despair and sorrow. In the middle of the "Army" camp, the largest "Commander's Camp" also has a low atmosphere.

At this moment, on this dark night, as always, Ganatika is lying on the bed with a low expression.

The people outside can be desperate, numb, sorrowful, and unable to extricate themselves, but as a leader, Ganatika cannot be desperate, nor can he be numb, even if he knows more information that is very detrimental to his "mutual aid" Even if his body is still weak and difficult to move at this time, Ganatika still has to rack his brain 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... ………

Because of this, even after passing the Morsenkai Estate and his party, Ganatika, who was at the peak of the official level, was luckyly promoted to become a master fighter, but he still could not have a little joy in his heart.

Looking at the top of the camp that was swaying in the wind and sniffing the fragrance of the medicine in the air of the camp, Ganatika asked Pandora in disappointment:

"Pandora... The nobles are crazy... They are going to kill everyone! Fatty, Leon... They have also sacrificed, and no one can help us unconditionally anymore......all because of that Is it a strange crystal because I...wrong decision"?

Ganatika’s voice is full of confusion and frustration. This is not because the teenager’s mental capacity is too poor, but it is because the development of the situation is too bad now!

In the "Mosenka Mansion Raid Operation", the high-end combat power of the mutual aid society was nearly destroyed, and only Ganatika and Pandora, who were seriously weak due to the influence of gray crystals, left Red Valley City alive.

Before that, before waiting for Janatika to recover from the injury, the crazy Scottish nobles of the Kingdom suddenly cleared the Mutual Aid Society, and all the members of the Mutual Aid Society became a so-called "treason" overnight. "Rebellion", and Ganatika also had to quickly set up a "Poor Mutual Assistance Army" to organize the confrontation ~IndoMTL.com~ You must know that this kind of confrontation, which can be called a war, has been arduously avoided by Ganatika. He organized the poor to unite with the nobles for "friendly" negotiations. The kind and orderly "braver" never thought of solving the problem with blood and killing!

And Ganatika is not stupid. He knows that some poor people who can’t eat enough food can’t defeat the knights led by powerful professionals. In the face of the “slaughter” of the nobles, as a “leader”, The helpless "Brave" can only allow all the poor army to blindly avoid concessions, and then delay the time as far as possible to find a way.

But now more than a month has passed, the bark in the fields and jungles has been eaten up as "military food", and the already precarious poor legion is finally on the verge of collapse, but the weak and brave "But still did not think of any practical and feasible way!

It is precisely because of this decadent failure that Ganatika, paralyzed on the hospital bed, can't help but fall into deep self-doubt and self-guilt.

In the face of the real “nowhere to go” in front of me………even the brave man with a firm conviction can’t say anything powerful and firm.