From the uprising to laying siege to the city, Lille took less than three days to rally this enormous Latovian resistance army.
Vladimir had never seen so many peasants armed and surrounding the Capital!
In contrast, the Capital under his rule was silent in the shadow and governance of war, like a Dead City...
The only sound came from the drones flying over from time to time, and the broadcasts they carried:
"Give up resisting, lay down your weapons now, and join us in resisting the rule of the Pseudo King Vladimir!"
"End the atrocities that have plagued Latovia for hundreds of years!"
"Unite..."
Pa!
Trapped in his room, Vladimir violently threw his wine glass out the window!
He now felt everyone in the city was a traitor!
Not just the peasants, even the looks in the eyes of those guards seemed off!
But he could do nothing: that outsider named Anton Wank had locked him in his own room!
"What a great disgrace..."
Boom!