Carefree Path of Dreams

Chapter 892: plague

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General Dunker was commander of the garrison at Grasse.

In a way, he enjoyed the position.

The official position is high, it is very honorable to speak out, and the most important thing is... it is very safe! There is no need to be like his colleagues who suppress the natives of the Nightmare Sea, guard the plantations of the Golden Sea, and fight in the far east without necessarily being able to reply to a letter in a year.

As an island country, Insman's geographical conditions are undoubtedly unique, allowing it to avoid several major chaos on the Offal continent.

Even the war specifically against Insman was largely handled by the Navy.

Only during the "First Anglo-Spanish War" in history, Insman sent the army to invade Sissel's homeland, but that was hundreds of years ago, and the final outcome was also shameful. s failure.

Since that time, everyone at Insman has come to two realizations: first, the army is not as good as the navy, and second, to protect homeland security, an invincible navy is enough.

Sadly, many in the Army agree.

Now, many positions under Dunkel have shown a strange characteristic - they are allowed to be bought and sold, and they can even be used for betting and gambling like futures.

For example, a lucrative position will be immediately sought after, and the price will double or even triple.

But if this position is about to go to a dangerous battlefield, then I'm sorry... No one will buy it except the madmen who are eyeing military achievements, and the price will plummet, and its misery is even more terrifying than the avalanche of the stock market.

At this time, Dunkel wanted to sell his position and military rank, even if he paid for it.

Even though he commanded a regular army of 30,000 people, as well as 100,000 reserves who were gathering behind him, no one would feel guilty when facing the overwhelming monsters.

"By Gods... Queen... who can tell me what is going on?"

Admiral Dunkel looked at an army of green men confronting him and covered his forehead in grief.

Everything starts in the morning.

At that time, Mr. Admiral was enjoying the sumptuous breakfast prepared by his butler, eating bacon and caviar. Just as he was about to have another spoonful of golden caviar, and thinking about whether he was going to a club or his mistress's house in the evening, a messenger He hurried over and reported the news that a large army was moving towards Grasse.

The admiral's expression at that time was very disapproving.

Because this is not an ocean, even if the news of the pirates' attack on Burmint Harbor was received the day before, those pirates could only make a profit and kill a few people, and they would immediately set sail with satisfaction, and outrun rabbits before the regular army arrived. Still fast.

An army of pirates on land is a joke!

But unfortunately, Mr. Admiral found that he was about to become a joke at this time.

"They are very fast and powerful. Their skin seems to be covered with a layer of armor. Even the muskets can only make a small hole... and they are very organized!"

A major general almost burst into tears and confessed in front of Admiral Dunkel.

This guy lost all the positions and passes he guarded, as well as the legions under his command. This was enough to warrant a military court.

"Drag him down!"

Admiral Dunker waved his hand in disgust and summoned the military police.

"No!"

"You can't do this! It's not my fault!"

"... They are monsters, monsters from the deep sea and hell... "

The poor major general was dragged down, roaring unwillingly, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"Okay, everyone, go down and be careful!"

"I have already informed the Queen and the Prime Minister to sign the mobilization order, and reinforcements will be arriving soon!"

"Now… "

Admiral Dunkel cleared his throat and prepared to give a speech to his subordinates to boost their morale.

But the next moment, he was interrupted by a sharp and trembling voice: "They... attacked!"

Admiral Dunkel raised his telescope and immediately saw a green torrent surging forward, arrogantly pushing away all obstacles in front of him.

The muskets could only leave a few harmless bloody holes in their chests. Only the roar of the cannon could make these monsters fly with flesh and blood.

"Insman will never allow surrender. Behind you is the Queen and our family. Fight!"

The admiral's eyes were red and he threw all distracting thoughts behind him.

Bang bang!

The cannon roared, blasting many green men to pieces.

Arriving in front of the front line, ferocious machine guns spit out tongues of flame, forming a death-like line of defense, clearing everything in front of them.

Unfortunately, there were too many Hulks on the opposite side.

Even by visual inspection, the number is at least 30,000! And there is a steady stream of support! Admiral Dunkel was very puzzled. Could it be that the Minister of the Navy and the Minister of War were idiots? Otherwise, why would they let so many people into Insman's territory without any news!

"Enemy attack!!!"

At this time, a frightened voice came.

The machine gun at this time was obviously not mature enough, with a short idle period and a terrible failure rate.

In several openings, the green men rushed in directly.

But the boys from Insman's army immediately stepped forward and started a hand-to-hand fight with them.

Unfortunately, even though the army soldiers showed enough bravery, they were still defeated in the face of inhuman levels of power.

The green monsters rushed all the way and came to the headquarters.

"Your Majesty Commander, please take shelter for now!"

A military policeman rushed in and said anxiously: "Those monsters have rushed nearby!"

"No! I can't leave!"

Admiral Dunkel shouted, and immediately, there was a loud bang.

A green-skinned monster rushed into the tent.

It was at least eight feet tall, with bulging muscles all over its body, like the strongest bodybuilder. Its skin was blue and black, with a few rags hanging from it, as if it had been burst.

A large amount of green blood spurted out from its wound, but it didn't seem to impair its movements.

The monster yelled and grabbed another clerk next to him.

The civil servant screamed, and a wound appeared on his hand. Immediately, traces of green liquid followed the blood vessels and covered his body.

"Ah... what's going on? I hurt so much!!!"

He yelled, his whole body was filled with green blood vessels, and sarcomas swelled up, blah... his clothes exploded, and he turned into a monster with a green trumpet, just like a brother to the previous one.

"Pirate King...Long live the Pirate King!"

The newly appeared green monster roared and grabbed its former colleagues.

"What the hell!"

When General Dunkel and the military police saw this scene, their hands and feet became cold.

"So... are those who have been fighting us all our colleagues and citizens?"

After knowing the opponent's method of replenishing troops, even the most optimistic people will no longer have confidence in how long Glass can last.

For ordinary wars, population is potential, but in this kind of battle with monsters, it becomes the opponent's advantage.

Considering the population density of Grasse, as long as this "plague" spreads, the consequences will be simply...

Admiral Dunkel was shocked.

Phew!

At this time, several bright lights flew in and danced inside the tent, dismembering the two monsters like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Your Excellency, General, the Kingdom's Special Enforcement Division is here to report!"

The tent was opened, and two men in black robes walked in, wearing masks like playing cards on their faces and holding authorization documents in their hands.

"Special Enforcement Department? Okay... I know... what secrets did our Prime Minister hide from me..."

Admiral Dunkel muttered dissatisfiedly, and then looked expectantly: "Can you...can you get rid of all these guys?"

"Sorry... Your Excellency, Admiral!"

From the voices of the two poker faces, Dunkel immediately heard the helplessness: "Extraordinary power is only limited and cannot solve all problems... Moreover, the only purpose we were sent here is to protect your personal safety. , so that our army will not collapse immediately... "

"It will not collapse immediately. It seems that there is no hope of victory..."

Admiral Dunkel was dissatisfied, but did not refute.

At this time, the staff officers and military police nearby swallowed their saliva when they saw the throwing knives in the hands of these two men in black robes.

"Be careful, their blood is highly corrosive! Long-term contact is not advisable. For this, the kingdom has paid a heavy price. Thirty-nine professional anatomists turned into monsters..."

The man in black robe reminded.

"I see… "

Admiral Dunkel raised his telescope and looked at the battlefield.

There is no doubt that the battlefield at this time has become chaotic.

Although each position could still resist, it was not long before it was submerged by the green sea.

"Must be transferred immediately! And the city of Grasse, oh, no good!"

He turned the telescope and saw the city guarding behind him.

There, several explosions were clearly visible, a large amount of thick smoke rose up, covering the sky, and faint cries and roars could be heard.

"What happened in the city?"

He looked at the man in black robe beside him, his voice dry.

"A sneak attack by a green-robed monster... They may have used sewer channels and rivers... Although our colleagues have been on the scene to control them as soon as possible, there are undoubtedly too many of them and they are too contagious... "

A regretful reply came from beside him: "The only thing we can do is to protect the real big shots and move first... Your Excellency, General, you must buy time for the civilians in the rear!"

"Yes, buy time..."

Dunkel's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Ho ho ho!"

But soon, he knew that even this wish had become a luxury.

With a roar, a large number of green monsters emerged from Glas and rushed toward their backs.

Under attack from both sides, the entire position fell immediately.

In January 669 of the world calendar, the pirate army attacked Insman, and the city of Grasse fell in one day!