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Chapter 915

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Abadi's proposal put the Somali King in a difficult position.

Driving the civilians as bait, how ruthless was that? As a Mutant, Abadi could ignore the lives of the civilians, but as the head of a country, the Somali King had to consider the influence of the people.

Once the matter was exposed, he would not be able to be the king.

Abadi said faintly, "Your Majesty, we have no other choice. If the country does not exist, how can the people rely on it? Your Majesty, you must think twice about whether the hundreds of thousands of people or the kingdom is more important. "

The Somali King took a deep look at Abadi and sighed. "That's the only way."

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Abadi's eyes. Don't look at the King in front of him putting on a compassionate look, he didn't have a trace of hesitation in his heart.

If the King really loved his people, he wouldn't have done something like colluding with pirates.

Abadi rose quickly when Farah became a pirate and replaced Farah as the number one adventurer player in Somalia.

Speaking of which, Abadi had to thank Ouyang Shuo. If he hadn't exterminated the pirates and exposed Farah's true colors, he wouldn't have today's Abadi.

But for the Somali King, not only the Somali people, but also the Somali players hated him because it was "this idiot" who pushed Somalia into the abyss of war.

Originally, Abadi could live a carefree life in Somalia, but in the blink of an eye, he would be sent to the unknown Land of Trials at any time.

Just from the name, it was obvious that it was not a good place.

No one would be willing.

In fact, Abadi and Aidid never thought of letting the King continue to rule Somalia. When the war subsided, they would stand up and expose the King's crimes today and drive him from the throne.

By then, Somalia would be completely under the control of the players.

"In order to let the people take the initiative to leave the city, the control of food in the city has to be tightened. Only when the people are hungry will they take the risk to leave the city, "Abadi said.

The Somali King nodded and didn't speak. How could he not understand this logic?



August 1st, the bones were all tied.

In the past few days, the Somali royal family had given priority to the army and let the soldiers maintain their physical strength, further tightening the food supply to the people in the city.

Everyone's rations were reduced by half. The people could only fill their stomachs, and now they could barely get half full. The further they went, the less rations they received. They couldn't even reach half the standard.

There was even sand mixed in the flour. It was simply insane.

Today, the royal family simply did not provide flour. They directly made bread and distributed it according to the number of people.

One person, one day, one piece of dry bread.

In the past, this kind of bread would not even be eaten by dogs, but now it was extremely precious.

For a time, the people in the city were filled with complaints, but the royal family did not care. They even cried and complained, saying that the soldiers in the army did not have enough to eat and asked the people to bear with it.

Even the hundreds of thousands of camels in the city were gathered by the royal family.

As a result, hunger began to invade the entire city like a virus. Starving civilians walked the streets and smashed shops in an attempt to find something to eat.

Riots could happen anytime and anywhere. As long as no one was killed, the royal family would not care.

The royal family's indulgence had undoubtedly intensified the atrocities in the city.

Players who could not fill their stomachs would naturally steal food from the commoners. To the defenseless commoners, the combat profession players were even more lethal than the Imperial Guards. How could the commoners defend themselves? They could only wait to be slaughtered.

The commoners also robbed each other. The young robbed the old, and the men robbed the women. The strong robbing the weak was the most naked law of nature.

Hunger was slowly dissolving human nature and returning to the most primitive law.

Because of the robberies, the commoners' food was even more unequal. Some of the old, weak, women, and children could not even get a piece of bread and could only starve.

As time went on, they would starve to death at home.

The deaths further increased the commoners' panic, and the robbing of food became more and more intense.

This was because it was related to their survival. One after another, the robbing of food and the defense of the city continued to play out in the city. It was truly tragic.

In order to protect a piece of bread, the commoners did not hesitate to risk their lives.

Everyone formed small groups with their families as a unit. They would either starve together or go out together to rob others, leaving others to starve.

When there were too many such actions, it was inevitable that there would be casualties.

The royal family's attitude towards this was very firm. Once someone was killed, the perpetrator would be executed on the spot.

The royal family did this for two reasons. First, it was to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. They were worried that the order in the city would completely collapse. If that happened, even the Imperial Guards would not be able to clean up the situation. Second, it was to increase the commoners' fear.

"The capital can be chaotic, but it can't be chaotic to the point where it can't be controlled."

This was the red line drawn by the Somali King. The Imperial Guards patrolled the city day and night. Once they found a murderer, no matter who it was, they would be executed immediately.

Terror and hunger filled every corner of the city, causing the air to become heavy.

Everyone knew that the Wooden Bones City would not last for more than a few days.



In the military camp outside the city, in the main tent.

Di Qing looked at the latest situation sent by the spies in the city. His eyes flashed. He knew that the decisive battle he was looking forward to was approaching and could break out at any time.

The good news was that the 10,000 elite cavalrymen who had gone to sweep the south of the Wooden Bones City had completed their mission and returned to the base camp. This made Di Qing even more confident.

Di Qing ordered the troops to be on alert 24 hours a day and be ready to fight at any time.

However, Di Qing also had doubts. "Since they can't hold on any longer, why not start the decisive battle earlier?"

Di Qing could not figure out what benefit the Somali Royal Family would have for the Somali Coalition Army if they continued to delay. On the contrary, the panic and chaos in the city would spread to the Coalition Army and affect their morale.

"Is there a conspiracy in this?"

Without conclusive information, Di Qing could not come to a conclusion.



The war in Somalia affected the nerves of players all over the world.

At this moment, countless eyes were staring at the Wooden Bones City. There were even many war reporters who personally went to the front lines to bring first-line battle reports for the players of their country.

The violent starvation of the Wooden Bones City caused dissatisfaction among some "democratic" people. Some people stood up to condemn Great Xia, saying that the Great Xia army had no humanitarian spirit and was simply a war demon.

Ouyang Shuo scoffed at this.

War was never a game of words, and there was no morality to speak of.

Furthermore, this was a game world, and all the rules were set by Gaia. The wilderness followed the law of the jungle, where the strong preyed on the weak. Since it was allowed by the rules, Great Xia was not in the wrong.

Truly intelligent players would not be disturbed by these "boring people". No one would really sympathize with the NPCs in the game.

If they really did that, they would be called fools.

Those so-called "democratic" people who clamored on the forum were either out of their minds or had ulterior motives.

As long as the overlords of Africa and the Mediterranean Sea did not make a move, Ouyang Shuo could safely defend Shanhai City and wait for the war to end. Once these people could not help but jump out, Great Xia had the means to deal with them.

The two legions of the imperial guards were always on standby in Shanhai City. If necessary, Ouyang Shuo could even mobilize the Moroca Legion, the Dragon Stallion Army, and other troops to reinforce Somalia.

Great Xia was never afraid of any provocation.

Of course, this was only a last resort. Ouyang Shuo still hoped that the war in Somalia would end smoothly without causing too many waves.

After all, every war was a drain on the strength of the nation. The longer the war dragged on, the more troops would be involved, and the heavier the burden on the dynasty.



August 3rd, early morning.

As usual, the morning sun rose from the horizon and shone on Whitetown, which stood by the coast.

The difference was that the city did not have the vitality of the past. It had become lifeless, and there were starving people everywhere. Every day, 500 to 600 starving corpses were carried to the city walls and thrown down.

If they were not cleaned up, a plague could occur at any time.

The starving people wandered the streets like walking corpses. It was a chilling sight.

Hunger continued to attack the will of the people to resist. Demonstrations and petitions to open the city gates were performed every day on the central street, and the number of people increased as time went on.

Because of Farah's trial, the people were already dissatisfied with the king. Now that their rations were deducted, their dissatisfaction naturally intensified, and everyone wanted to surrender immediately.

This made the Somali king even more determined. "This group of shameless unruly people deserves to be sacrificed." At this point, the Somali king no longer had any psychological burden.

The imperial guards were stationed around the palace, and the people could not set foot in it. They could only besiege the city gates and clamor for the guards to open the gates and let them out.

The news had already spread yesterday.

It was said that when the Great Xia Dynasty attacked Moroca, they did not do anything to the people who left the city. After the war, there was even compensation for the victims, which gave hope to the Somali people.

There were also people who said that there was a mountain of food in the army camp outside the city, all of which were plundered by the army. As long as they left the city, they would be able to fill their stomachs immediately.

Such rumors became more and more intense. Anyone who was observant would definitely notice that the rumors spread so quickly because someone was adding fuel to the fire.

The secret agent of the Black Snake Guards naturally noticed this abnormality, but he was somewhat puzzled. According to common sense, the chaos in the city and the people clamoring to leave the city was beneficial to the Great Xia Dynasty.

Who would be so kind as to help them secretly?

The secret agent of the Black Snake Guards could not understand, and the general, Di Qing, was even more confused. He guessed that the king had other secret powers that no one knew about.

As soon as he thought of this, Di Qing immediately stopped.

This idea was too dangerous, and it was not something that a general should consider.

Precisely because of this, Di Qing did not even think of looking for the king to verify the news. It was better to pretend that he did not know about this kind of thing. He could not be too curious.

Otherwise, it would arouse the king's suspicion, and that would not be worth it. Especially for a general like Di Qing who was guarding the borders, the king's trust was even more important.

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