Chapter 331 Occupy Xizhou!

The sound of gunfire continued in the east.

Looking up at the flickering "flame" in the night sky, Yan Ya, who was standing next to a raft, muttered to himself.

"...Isn't the fight over yet?"

Could something have gone wrong?

Just when he was upset, a raft floated in from the alley in the east.

Seeing the man standing on the raft, it was the centurion under his command, and Yan Ya's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

The raft docked.

Without waiting for the confidant who came down from the raft to stand firm, Yan Ya grabbed his shoulder and asked anxiously.

"What's the situation? Who won?"

"The New Alliance won... They have occupied the headquarters." The centurion answered immediately.

"Where is Jin Ya?" Yan Ya continued to ask, "Where is he? Have you caught him?"

The centurion swallowed his saliva.

"Dead!"

Yan Ya: "Are you sure?!"

The centurion nodded vigorously, speaking nervously. .

"Sure! I saw it with my own eyes! The New Alliance's shells drilled into the hole in the wall, and then there was an explosion inside... Not only was Jin Ya killed, but the apostles sent by the Torch Church were also killed!"

Hearing this, Yan Ya's heart was finally relieved, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Great."

Looking at Yan Ya with a happy face, the centurion who saw Jin Ya's body with his own eyes had a complicated expression at this moment.

The tyrant is dead.

The war is finally over.

However, it ended with their defeat.

Although the New Alliance promised that their treatment would be different from that of ordinary prisoners, it still did not change the fact that they were prisoners.

As for what the future will be like...

I'm afraid only God knows.

Seeing the complicated expressions on his subordinates' faces, Yan Ya also began to realize that he was too happy at this time, which seemed a bit inappropriate.

So he coughed dryly and patted the shoulder of the centurion in front of him.

"Don't be too sad. It's all because of that idiot who listened to Dillon's bad idea and sacrificed all the tanks. He led our tribe to the abyss. The responsibility for the failure is not on us."

"Besides, the administrator of the New Alliance told me in the letter that surrendering would lose half, so we only lost half."

"This result is already good. Hold your chest high. Now we are going to take over those prisoners... There is nothing to be ashamed of."

...

Upon hearing the news of Jinya's death, Yanya immediately led more than a thousand of his troops from the western defense zone to the headquarters, and cooperated with the Burning Legion to control the checkpoints and sentries on the streets near the headquarters.

Although this means turning the gun to aim at friendly forces, at this point, he has no other way to go.

In order to show his loyalty to the new alliance, Yan Ya gave orders without hesitation, opened fire on his fellow tribesmen, and even rushed to the front line of the battlefield to supervise the battle.

At first, his subordinates were still a little hesitant, but as casualties appeared, everyone was bloodthirsty and completely threw away the entanglement in their hearts.

They are predators.

There is no moral constraint or psychological burden.

Dependence on the strong is part of the law of the jungle.

"Yan Ya, are you crazy?!"

Yun Ya, who urged his men to attack forward, saw Yan Ya standing behind the opposite bunker in the firelight, and his face suddenly showed an expression like a mental disorder.

Facing his former comrades, Yan Ya's face was a little embarrassed, but it only lasted half a second.

"No point in saying more. Now everything is the fault of that idiot... Surrender! Jin Ya is dead!"

"Already...dead?"

Yun Ya's eyes showed a trace of disbelief and fear, but then they were replaced by deep hatred and anger, and he roared at the top of his voice.

"Never!"

Yan Ya no longer concealed himself, and completely let go of his reserve. He set up a machine gun and fired at the bunker at the other end of the street, shouting in a tearful manner.

"Then die for me!!"

The soldiers of the New Alliance pulled out the smoke bomb and threw it out with a running start.

The red smoke crossed a distance of nearly 100 meters and landed steadily on Yun Ya's position.

Before the predators could react, the rain of fire from the sky lifted them and the bunker in front of them into the sky.

Looking at the billowing smoke in front of him, Yan Ya only mourned for his former brothers in his heart for half a second, then clenched his fists and said fiercely.

"Good fight!"

Don't blame your brother, go peacefully.

We can't help ourselves...

With the death of Yun Ya, the morale of his thousand-man team instantly fell to the bottom.

Facing the fierce firepower of the New Alliance and the Yan Ya tribe, the remaining plunderers were quickly defeated.

At this moment, a broadcast sounded in the city area around the Four New Districts.

"I am the manager of the alliance."

"Plunderers of the Ya clan, your headquarters has been occupied, and the skull crusher Jin Ya was killed on the spot by our soldiers while escaping."

"Your defeat is doomed, surrender is your only way out!"

"We don't kill prisoners, but we will ruthlessly eliminate those who resist!"

Jin Ya...

Dead?

The plunderers who were still rushing towards the headquarters showed confusion and fear on their faces.

The moment they heard the news of Jin Ya's death, they felt that the whole sky had collapsed.

From the centurion to the small minions carrying rifles, everyone was confused and didn't know what to do.

On the front line in the south of the city, standing next to Yuan Ya, the staff officer from the legion sighed softly.

"... Surrender, we have already lost."

Yuan Ya's expression was distorted by anger, and he grabbed his collar.

"Shut your mouth! Who do you think is the reason why we have come to this point today?"

"You want to say it's because of Dillon, right?" The staff officer said in a sarcastic tone, "It's really his fault... Putting hope on you is the stupidest decision of his life. If you want to kill me, do it, anyway, you don't have much time."

Yuan Ya stared at him with murderous eyes, but after a long time, he loosened his hand holding his collar.

"...What should I do?"

"Take your people out and surrender. The New Alliance's bombardment of the southern city is obviously just a feint. Their main force is on the west side. It is more sincere to surrender before they enter the city than to wait for them to break in and then surrender."

Yuan Ya swallowed his saliva and said nervously.

"But, but we don't have any leaflets. I burned all the leaflets I found."

Lord Jin Ya ordered that anyone who secretly kept leaflets would be sentenced to death. He absolutely dared not disobey his order. He would check his subordinates' pockets two or three times every day to ensure that there were no traitors in his team.

However, listening to this naive speech, the staff officer just laughed.

"What stupid things are you talking about? Do you really think your subordinates are so obedient? I bet that if you just shout that the war is over, they can get you more than a thousand surrender tickets on the spot."

Yuan Ya's face turned pale and his fists clenched and unclenched tightly.

After a struggle between heaven and man, the desire to survive finally prevailed.

Under his command, more than a thousand predators in the southern city walked out of the bunker with their hands clasped in their hands, and walked towards the position of the New Alliance in batches...

At this moment, the skeleton army was guarding the front of the trench on the position of the New Alliance.

"Damn, surrender now?!"

This is too cowardly!

The mole, holding a telescope in his hand, looked at the group of predators walking towards this side with their hands clasped in their hands, and couldn't help cursing and complaining.

"After all, NPCs only have one life, it's not shameful, it's not shameful."

Holding the wooden lunch box in her hand, Irena said slowly while chewing.

Seeing this guy eating so deliciously, the Elf King Fugui standing next to him couldn't help swallowing his saliva and took a look at his lunch box.

"What is this?"

A piece of black shell with a few leaves that were probably spices floating on it.

Preliminary judgment, at least it is cooked.

"Bomb shrimp, I caught it by the lake, do you want one?" Irena generously handed him a toothpick.

Although hesitant, when he heard it was a shrimp, the Elf King Fugui relaxed his vigilance a little and used a toothpick to pick up a thumb-thick shrimp ball.

The shape of this bomb shrimp is quite unique. He looked at it for a long time but didn't see the shrimp head and claws. After hesitating for a while, he finally threw it into his mouth.

emmm...

The taste is unexpectedly okay?

It's just a little fishy, ​​with a river taste.

Watching his good brother chewing, Irena, who was standing by, reminded him.

"Remember to spit out the shell, that thing is hard to bite, it's weird to bite your mouth."

"To bite your mouth? Why did it break when I bit it?" The Elf King Fugui, who was chewing, was stunned.

Irena was also stunned, and her expression suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"Uh... are you sure you're eating shrimp?"

Elf King Fugui was dumbfounded on the spot, and his jaw stopped chewing.

"Fuck, is there anything else in your bowl?"

Irena looked over subtly.

"... It's okay, maybe a few snails got mixed in, it's not a big problem."

"Ugh!" Before he finished speaking, the Elf King Fugui, who was holding the car door, started vomiting.

The mole put down the telescope and glanced at Brother Fugui.

"... You dare to snatch food from Lao Na's bowl, you are too stubborn."

Hearing this, Irena, who was holding the lunch box, was immediately unhappy and protested, "Fuck! You said that as if I was not eating human food."

Canyon Fleeing Mole: "... Which normal human would roast iron wire worms!"

"What iron wire worms, they are called mantis legs! And not all mantises have iron wire worms!"

Just as the two were arguing, the predator with his hands on his head had already walked to the front of the New Alliance.

Liu Ding, wearing an exoskeleton, came forward with a fully armed team of 100 people and took over the more than 1,000 prisoners in batches.

Except for the predators above the centurion, they were left and detained alone in the position.

The rest were placed in front of the trench of the position, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, waiting to be sent to the newly built prisoner-of-war camp in Qingshi County.

At the same time, the temporary command post of the New Alliance.

Chu Guang, looking at the VM screen, finally smiled on his stiff face.

"It's over."

Vanus looked at him and said in surprise.

"The headquarters was destroyed?"

Chu Guang nodded.

"Well, although there were some deviations in the plan and Jin Ya was not captured alive, the same is true for recovering his body."

The reason why the Ya clan can rely on tribal rule to maintain an army of tens of thousands is largely due to the personal prestige of the leader and the bloody high-pressure rule.

Once Jin Ya dies, whether he dies in battle, old age or illness, the entire tribe will soon fall apart.

Unless a new strong man comes out to take charge of the overall situation.

But in this situation, this possibility is almost zero.

And with the destruction of the Ya clan, the bone chewing tribe that swept across the entire river valley province will also come to an end completely...

"In less than two months, you have annihilated a predator tribe of nearly 30,000... You have created a miracle." Vanus couldn't help but sighed.

Chu Guang smiled and said modestly.

"It was not me who created the miracle, but the people of the New Alliance."

Vanus looked at him in surprise, and nodded thoughtfully after a long time.

"So that's it."

If that's the case...

Victory is reasonable.

...

Sporadic exchanges of fire continued all night.

As the news of Jin Ya's death spread, the marauders who heard the broadcast came out of the bunkers one after another, raised their hands, and surrendered in an organized manner.

The sky was turning pale.

The fighting in the main urban area gradually stopped, and Xizhou City finally ushered in the dawn of peace.

Looking at the dawn and dusk in the distance, Chu Guang, who was wearing a power armor, narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Ding who was standing beside him.

"How about calling the new settlement Dawn City? Or do you have a better idea?"

Liu Ding thought for a long time, but he was really uneducated, and finally only said one sentence.

"Good name!"

Chu Guang laughed and waved his right hand forward.

"Forward!"

The first corps stood by.

The second corps and the death, jungle and other player corps began to advance.

The resistance in the urban area was basically over, but not everyone surrendered happily.

Even though the successive failures and cruel and high-pressure means have pushed most of the Ya clan to the limit of their endurance, there are still stubborn loyalists who are willing to fight for the tribe until the last moment.

"This group of shameful cowards! They betrayed their flag and promise!"

"Surrender? Hahaha, dream on!"

Roaring angrily at the tribes under Yan Ya, Hu Ya led the remnants of the defeated army to retreat while fighting, and retreated into an abandoned commercial center.

Because the defenders of the southern city surrendered on the battlefield, he immediately fell into a passive position when he went to reinforce the southern defense line.

Faced with the situation of being isolated and helpless, his men kept falling behind and running away along the way.

Up to now, he can't even gather three hundred-man teams.

Fortunately, there is an ammunition depot hidden in the underground garage of this abandoned commercial center.

It stores munitions and supplies for the southern front, which can last for a long time. The solid foundation and surface buildings can well withstand bombing and artillery fire.

If you want to take down this ammunition depot, you have to send people in.

Just when Chu Guang was thinking about which corps to assign this task to, the captive who was being led by him as a guide suddenly stepped forward and clasped his hands together.

"Supreme Administrator, if you are willing to trust me, please hand over this stubborn thorn to me! I am willing to lead my men into the underground garage and take down this ammunition depot and present it to you!"

When he said this, Yuan Ya's eyes were full of flattery and flattery.

If he had a choice, he would not want to work as a coolie in the mine.

In the wasteland, even being cannon fodder is better than being a coolie.

The former at least has the opportunity to enjoy the spoils and have the opportunity to turn over, while the latter is just a pure beast of burden, and the only end is to work in the mine until death.

Chu Guang wanted him to stay where he wanted, but suddenly changed his mind and thought that this might be a good opportunity.

The war was over, so he didn't need cannon fodder, but he needed people to manage the prisoners.

Now the only useful people in his hands seemed to be Yan Ya and his men.

These people had pledged their allegiance and pointed their guns at him, so they would definitely not wear the same pants as other prisoners.

However, these people were from the same faction, and it would be inappropriate for them to be the supervisors.

In order to prevent the middle layer of the prisoner-of-war camp from being too united and becoming a solid block, it was necessary to support a "second in command" to check and balance Yan Ya.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang looked at Liu Ding who was standing aside.

"Is the thousand-man team that surrendered last night still in our position?"

Liu Ding nodded and replied.

"Yes, it is currently under the care of the First Corps."

Chu Guang then looked at Yuan Ya.

"I will send a corps to support you. I hope to see the result before dark."

Yuan Ya said ecstatically.

"Thank you for your trust! I promise to bring the head of that Fox Fang to you!"

"Try to capture them alive." Chu Guang reminded him and waved him off.

The Yuan Ya tribe had gathered at the door of the underground garage. The 100-man team serving as the vanguard had been equipped with the captured PU-9 submachine guns, and each of them received two magazines issued by the logistics staff.

Yuan Ya, eager to prove himself, took the initiative to ask his men to lead the charge.

Chu Guang nodded in approval and asked his quartermaster to give the death squad an extra offensive grenade.

At the same time, the 300 players of the Death Corps also received the task of clearing out the remaining enemies.

The expansion pack will enter the points settlement stage within 24 hours, which is the last chance to brush points.

The players who received the task were excited and eager to fight, while the players who did not receive the task showed envious expressions.

"Fuck! We are also fighting infantry, why don't we go?"

"That's right! There's a shady deal!"

"There must be some unspeakable py deal behind this!"

"Get lost, what is py deal? Let the professionals do it! What do you know?" Debt Eyes said with a smirk, already carrying the flamethrower borrowed from the Conglin Corps.

He walked to the front of the team and shouted while paddling on the edge.

"Brothers, change to submachine guns and flamethrowers. Those with bayonets put on bayonets, and those without bayonets bring shovels and prepare to enter the hole!"

The players of the Death Corps shouted excitedly.

"Ahhhh!"

Looking at the overwhelming fighting spirit, the surrendered soldiers holding submachine guns and preparing to lead the charge swallowed their saliva.

Fighting a street battle where you are almost dead can make you so excited.

Are these people crazy?

"Leave this to them, let's move on."

Several NPCs were assigned from the Second Corps to supervise the battle. Chu Guang waved his hand and led the troops to move forward in the direction of the city.

The temporary resettlement area for prisoners of war was set up at the old site of the Citizen Square in the south of the Sixin District.

There is a large open space here, without any obstacles. The theater located on the north side of the square has a good view, and a machine gun is enough to cover the entire square.

All night long, prisoners were sent here one after another.

Their casualties were not very serious. Except for a few who fought desperately, many people were caught by the guerrillas when they fled north, or surrendered in an organized manner with their superiors.

At first, Yan Ya tied them up with ropes.

Later, there were too many people and the ropes were not enough, so they simply took off their animal skin tops and tore them into leather strips, which were barely used as ropes and bandages.

The weather in May was not considered bad. If it was a few months earlier, I am afraid that many people would have frozen to death.

By dawn, the entire square was filled with squatting people, almost filling up the entire open space.

Yan Ya led his men, armed with live ammunition, standing around the square, in teams of ten, watching the captives squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, waiting in a fierce battle line.

Using the corner of their eyes to peek at the traitors with white cloth wrapped around their arms, the captives who looked like goblins all had a flash of hatred in their eyes.

However, after seeing the soldiers of the New Alliance, all that hatred turned into fear and fear.

They were really scared!

"… Respected and supreme administrator, your most loyal servant Yan Ya, welcomes you!"

Seeing the power armor in front of the team, Yan Ya immediately recognized Chu Guang's identity, and quickly put on a flattering smile and took the initiative to greet him.

Chu Guang glanced at the dark crowd in the square.

"How many captives are there here?"

"21,708 people!" Yan Ya said immediately.

"Are you sure it's this number?"

"Well, probably... maybe a difference of about one or two hundred." Yan Ya said with cold sweat.

Chu Guang smiled faintly, but didn't embarrass this guy.

In fact, he had already moved the Hummingbird drone over the square and asked Xiao Qi to count it for him.

A total of 21,573 people, there are some errors in the statistics, but the errors are not very large.

Some of these prisoners of war are direct descendants of the Ya clan, and some are from the eastern provinces or the Bugera Free State.

Before they pay for their sins, Chu Guang does not intend to let them go home.

"... So many people gathered here is a hidden danger. I suggest that they be transported back to Qingshi County in batches for custody." Walking to Chu Guang's side, Liu Ding whispered.

Chu Guang thought for a while and said.

"The prisoner-of-war camp in Qingshi County may not be able to accommodate so many people. We originally expected 8,000 to 10,000 prisoners of war, and we didn't build so many houses at all."

The number of prisoners far exceeded expectations.

He really didn't expect that these people surrendered so quickly without even encountering a decent resistance.

"Then what about..." Liu Ding's eyes flashed a fierce look.

Yan Ya, who was standing aside, was so scared that he dared not say a word and stood there trembling.

Chu Guang shook his head gently.

"It's not necessary. The mines in Qingshi County need people, and Liming City also needs people. Send some people to Qingshi County, and the rest will stay where they are and build a prisoner-of-war camp by themselves."

So many people are indeed a hidden danger, but it also means opportunities.

If you want to catch up with the wasteland forces that have been developing for more than a century, you can't be too cautious.

Looking at Yan Ya standing aside, Chu Guang continued.

"In addition to these prisoners, where are the slaves you captured? And where are the craftsmen who helped you make weapons now?"

Yan Ya said nervously.

"Those slaves and craftsmen are scattered in the cells of the Sixin District... I have arranged people to watch them."

"How many people?"

Yan Ya hesitated, obviously not having time to count.

"Probably... a little over 10,000."

"10,000?" Liu Ding was stunned and frowned, "How could there be so many?"

Yan Ya closed his mouth nervously and dared not speak.

In fact, in their heyday, they had nearly 50,000 captives and 35,000 tribesmen.

But later they encountered famine, rat infestation, disease, coupled with the stagnation of the war and the failure of land reclamation, many slaves died.

There are only more than 10,000 left.

"I hope the town has more than 5,000 people... plus the more than 10,000 slaves here, if they are all given resident status, our food reserves may be a heavy burden." The accompanying quartermaster whispered.

Chu Guang was silent for a while.

"It's already the end of May, and we should be able to support them until the wheat and early rice harvest in July. With the trade route to the south, we can use copper and sulfur to buy food from farmers in Jinchuan Province..."

If the situation is urgent, it is also allowed to use nutritional paste to support them.

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"...Resident status, we promised to issue it to every survivor in Hope Town. Just do what we said before. As for the rescued slaves, first issue them the status of supervised persons according to the standards of refugees."

Supervised persons are buffer zones between refugees and residents, and enjoy limited resident rights.

Generally, refugees from outside are supervised. Only after a period of study and work, and mastering a basic life skill, will they change their household registration information and apply for a resident certificate.

Doing so can minimize the impact and burden of foreign population on society.

The quartermaster immediately wrote down the manager's instructions.

"Where are the craftsmen?"

Chu Guang: "Keep them locked up first, but separate them from other prisoners of war."

The quartermaster nodded.

"Yes!"

Chu Guang then looked at Yan Ya.

"Take me to the palace of Jin Ya to see what treasures that guy has hidden."

Seeing that the manager stopped asking questions, Yan Ya finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately nodded and bowed.

"Okay! I'll take you there!"

The group continued to move towards the four new districts.

At the same time, a series of good news flew back to Shuguang City from the front line as if they had wings, and flew into everyone's ears through the broadcast of the town square.

The New Alliance captured Xizhou City!

The head of the skull crusher Jin Ya fell to the ground!

The Ya clan was completely destroyed, more than 20,000 plunderers were captured, and nearly 10,000 slaves were liberated!

Each piece of news taken out separately was enough to shock those onlookers for a whole day.

The entrance to the trading post.

The merchants leading the two-headed cow, the mercenaries carrying bags, and the travelers all stopped and exchanged surprises in each other's eyes.

"Golden Fang is dead...?"

"Are they serious?!"

"If the Fang clan is really destroyed... the Bone Chewing Tribe is almost over." The mercenary carrying a rifle looked at the broadcast in surprise.

"It's finally over! I haven't been to Bugla's tavern to see my old lover for almost two years... I hope she still remembers me." The companion next to him couldn't help but say.

"Hahaha, those hyenas who eat people without spitting out bones have finally gone to hell! Praise the great alliance, praise the managers of the federation! Tianshui will remember his great deeds!" A dusty merchant shouted excitedly, attracting the attention of the people around him.

It can be seen that the group of predators made him lose a lot.

"Thanks to the almighty Bighorn Deer God, this land finally ushered in his master..." An old man dressed as a traveler knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

After hearing the news about Xizhou City from the telegram, Sim, who was far away at the headquarters of the Horseshoe Company in Honghe Town, was stunned behind his desk.

After a long while, he came back to his senses and squeezed out a half-sentence of doubt from his stiff mouth.

"...It must be fake."