The special soldiers raised the thin arrows in their hands and fired at the knights of the Flanders Empire who were warming up.

"Phinoline vein...  

"you....

"what........

What the hell is......

Before the knights could speak, their heads were pierced by temporary arrows, and the rest of the words were blocked in their mouths.

The special forces put away their crossbows and walked to the corpses to check whether they were still alive.

At the same time, the Air Force arrived at the place where the refugees gathered. At this moment, they were divided into several groups and hid in the room, with a bunch of weak fires lit in front of them, and all of them curled up into a ball.

Everyone's face was starved and thin, and they looked lifeless, especially the children, who were completely blain. It seemed that the cold and hunger had brought them to the brink of death.

The air force came to a vast place, took out the loudspeaker that had been prepared, and began to shout loudly, "Listen everyone, there is free wheat porridge outside the city now, please go out of the city and line up to get the wheat porridge now."

After the voice fell, there was no burst of cheers as imagined, but after a long while, a few people came out of the house following others, and everyone said one sentence to another.

"Is there really porridge?

"It's not a lie, is it? You nobles just like to lie."

Are those porridges also mixed with stones and leaves!

"Who are you? Where are the knights?"

...

Although many people questioned them, their steps were still very honest. Most of them were walking towards the city gate, but some were looking around to see if the group of knights came out.

The air force saw the sleepiness of most of the refugees, and explained, "We have already dealt with those knights, and the barley porridge outside the city is very strong, without any impurities, so you can drink it with confidence.

Before the refugees could react, the air force continued to shout, "You are still free after drinking the wheat porridge, and you can go wherever you want, but now Haiyan City urgently needs a large number of people. As long as you are willing to go, everyone can go." There is a job, and you can support yourself by working."

A girl with short red hair among the refugees raised her head and asked suspiciously, "Do you support yourself by working?"

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More and more refugees appeared in the square, and within half an hour, all of them appeared, and they were all talking about it.

who are they?I heard that the original knights were solved by them. "

"Why are they doing this? Are they trying to capture us as slaves again? If so, I don't want to drink oatmeal.

I don't think so, didn't they say, we can - free choice? "

"You're so naive, it might just be a trick to deceive people."

Only a small number of these refugees are refugees, and most of them still have food left in their homes. This is the reason why they haven't eaten the wheat porridge from the Flanders Empire these days.

But those refugees are different. Most of them will still drink the porridge from the Flanders Empire, but the strange thing is that the latter didn't take them away, maybe they wanted to wait for more people to take them away together.

The air force continued to shout with a loudspeaker, "Before it snows yet, go outside the city to get porridge. Each person will get a bowl, and those who agree to leave will get an extra bowl."

The red-haired girl kept blinking her red eyes. Her face was covered by mud and dust so that she couldn't see her face clearly. Her shoulder-length short red hair was also stained with a lot of mud. She looked like a refugee.

She opened her small mouth and murmured for a long time, "Wheat porridge? Is there really wheat porridge to drink?"

Although he was very hesitant and scared, his body was still very honest, and he had already walked towards the city gate with most of the refugees.

"Fu Tata..."

When the refugees walked to the city gate, they found several knight corpses lying on the ground. Some refugees directly kicked them a few times, cursing and swearing.

"It deserves it, why did you oppress us." "That's right, it still hurts my stomach at that time.

"The wheat mixed with sand should be poured through your wounds."

"Pooh!"

.....

The red-haired girl just glanced at the corpse, then walked out of the city without looking back, her heart was extraordinarily nervous, her red eyes were full of panic, obviously she had been frightened too much these days.

Half an hour later, the refugees were led by the Air Force to the place where Felton was camped.

The refugees saw the tents and the steaming iron pans, and the crowd became lively again. "My God! You look at it."

"I have eyes to see, and indeed there is oatmeal.

"Can you smell it? I can smell it from here."

"Wait, it smells like meat, is it my fault?"

Yes, it tastes like meat.

The red-haired girl's originally worried eyes began to have color, and a smile began to appear on her tired face, and she couldn't help swallowing; she drooled.

"Storage step...

She raised her skinny feet and walked in the direction of the wheat porridge. She walked very slowly step by step, and her vision became more and more blurred.

Finally, when she was completely invisible and unconscious, the last words the red-haired girl heard were someone, someone here is in a coma.

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