Realm of Power

Piao means that Tiernat ran away. That bastard actually left behind everything he knew! "Attred stood up with a face full of indignation, and struck the stone pillar next to him with the sword in his hand, bringing up a stream of sparks.

Atreide was very dissatisfied with the body of the counterfeiter who had sacrificed his life and blood. This time, the assault force invested 5,000 people, plus the surrounding troops responsible for holding back the defenders, a total of nearly 20,000 main troops, and nearly 1,000 more. The casualties were exchanged for this meaningless stand-in corpse. No one could swallow this resentment. If Hu Keqili hadn't stopped him, this corpse would have been smashed into dregs by Atléde with a hammer.

"Bring the body to the Governor, this matter must be reported to the legion headquarters immediately." Hu Keqili waved his hand to the soldiers waiting at the door, and patted the still aggrieved Atledon on the shoulder. "Atleded Captain, you don't have to blame yourself so much. You've done a good job. Whether we can capture Til Narant is not our main goal in this battle. Without Til Fort, there is no chance. Without the army and territory, this cunning guy Tiernarant can't make any trouble."

The Samorian falcon battle flag slowly rose on the spire of Tilburg. This made the Tire garrison in each street shake a lot. The Tire people looked at each other with hesitant expressions. Without the Tire Fort and the Tire family, everyone seemed to have had their backbone removed, and they were blind. , hesitation and desolate emotions infected them

"Captain, are we still fighting?" A young Tyrian soldier stared at the Samor Falcon flag flying in the main hall with an ugly face. His weak body forced him to lean against the wall.

In the corner in front of him sat Captain Tire, who was wearing cotton armor, although he was only in his thirties. His malnourished face made him look very old, and blood stains oozed from his cotton pants on his legs.

These are soldiers recruited from refugees. The Tyr family selected many such people from refugees.

They are all young adults in their families and are the support of the family. Most families have hungry wives and children who are waiting for food. Such people are burdened with something called responsibility, which can turn cowards into true warrior

Even if they face the powerful Samor army, even if Samor's sharp crossbow shoots through their bodies, they still choose to fight to the death, just to use their lives and perseverance to exchange for more food and more livelihood for their wives and children. hope of going down,

They don't have protective mail, which is something only the regular army has.

For cannon fodder like them, it is an incredible gift to be given a tattered cotton coat that can keep out the cold. Most of the weapons were improvised wooden poles and iron gun heads. They were the cannon fodder of the Tyrian army, and the Tyrian people assigned them to the front of the street. They were the ones who suffered the most casualties in this battle.

At least 30,000 people fell on the streets of the city. The whole city is crying for them,

In the blood-stained streets and the collapsed walls, their tired figures appeared on the ramparts again and again, blocking the advance of the Samor army with their flesh and blood.

For a little bit of food, and for their still hungry wives and children, they huddled in the corner, even though they were too tired to stand up, and even though the wounds on their bodies had turned into blood, they still fought without hesitation against the Samor army. for a whole day,

Bodies piled up in the streets, blood splattered on the surrounding walls, in this killing battlefield. Even the warm sunshine in the sky cannot make them feel warm,

Only when the hopeful glances of his wife and children flashed through his mind, their numb eyes would flicker. "That's fine, I should have surrendered long ago!" Captain Till let out a long sigh, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his tired and numb mouth. The wooden spear in his hand was thrown into the corner.

The Tyr family is finished, and there is no point in continuing to hold on. The new owner of the Tyr carpet is the Samor. This is already a. An indisputable fact,

Rumors about Samorian cannibalism. The refugee captain was completely noncommittal. What kind of news was this? It could deceive those inexperienced young idiots. In fact, many people know that

It was not just the Samors who were cannibals during the snowstorm, but also the Tyrians, but most of those who knew the truth had been dealt with secretly. But such speculations can be confirmed, such as why a lot of the food distributed by the Tyr family is neck meat. For example, why do refugees always disappear in the city?

There's even one. A scandal broke out among the drunken Tire guards. Some time ago, in order to solve the food crisis, the Tire family launched a large-scale army hunting but failed to catch any prey at all. Thousands of people carefully searched the mountains around the city of Tire. In the end, I didn’t even catch a single pheasant feather.

The dizzy Tire commanders came up with the idea of ​​​​winter bears. They dug bear dens all over the mountains and plains. As a result, ten enraged winter bears killed hundreds of people. Finally, the Tire commanders looked at it and realized that it was no longer a problem, but If you don’t bring enough food down the mountain. The family will definitely blame themselves severely.

He had one last thought. In the name of suppressing the rebellion, a group of refugees fleeing the mountains were massacred. All their corpses were made into meat and distributed to the refugees. Externally, it is said that it is the prey hunted by the Tyrian army. There are some things that everyone knows well even if no one says it.

In this heavy snowstorm, if there are prey on the mountain, who would run away? The Tire family is simply deceiving themselves.

Some refugees had human teeth eaten out of their face flesh, but they just spat it out on the ground and continued to happily chew on the small piece of face meat that was as big as a thumb in their hands, even if the piece of meat could be chewed in their mouths for a long time without breaking. You can still see blood streaks, and it feels like a piece of slag wood when you bite it in your mouth. Everyone has to endure it.

That's all for the food. You don't eat. There are people rushing to eat. If you starve to death, everyone will eat you tomorrow.

"Sluo, if I am beheaded by the Samors, help me take this back!" Captain Tire, who was covered in blood, stood up holding on to the corner of the wall. His injured leg made him grit his teeth in pain. He took out a small bag from his arms and handed it to the young Tire soldier, "This is the talisman your sister gave me when I came out. Your sister will know me when she sees it." !”

The rays of the setting sun dyed the entire city of Tire golden, and groups of Samorian troops began to clear the battlefield. Due to the fall of the main hall of Til Fort, the resistance in the city of Tire basically came to an end. Tire soldiers on the ramparts kept throwing down their weapons, supporting each other and walking out of the streets to surrender to the Samorian army.

The Tyrians walked through the Samor army in a speculative mood. Everyone didn't know how the Samor people would treat themselves. Beheading, hanging, nailing wooden frames, all kinds of cruel death methods were swirling in their minds, but they soon discovered that they were wrong.

The Samor soldiers consciously moved out of the way, and no one arrested them or made things difficult for them. The Samor people just dispersed them to dozens of distribution points. Packs of frozen fish were unloaded from the carriage, and the delicious fish soup was rolling hot in the big pot on the roadside, and the hot steam hit their faces. wrap them

These ragged and scarred Tyrians used their crude weapons and their unyielding spirit to fight to the death. Won the respect of Samor warriors,

"Hurry up, hurry up, next one!" Chef Samor handed them bowls of fish soup. The friendly attitude of the Samor people reassured the fearful Tire people. More Tire citizens walked out from all corners. The desperate resistance of the Tireburg people collapsed in front of the hot fish soup.