The raging artillery fire gradually died down, leaving a trail of flesh and blood on the ground. The remaining rebels finally tore through the encirclement and fled into the mountains of Asnaka to hide.
The next day.
The night was dark, and the shadows of the forest were mottled under the moonlight. The scattered bloodstains reflected on the ground were glaring to the eyes. The rebel soldiers, who were mostly injured, sat on the ground with their backs against the trees or rocks and fell into a deep sleep. Their thunderous snoring echoed in the cold and wet forest.
The cold wind blew through his collar, and Farafula picked up a branch in his hand and stirred it in the burning bonfire, making a crackling sound. His eyes stared at the "revolutionary army cadres" sitting on the opposite stone block without blinking. His expression was indescribably complicated and strange.
"Thank you very much for saving our lives. I have learned from Kumik that you also saved their lives." Farafula glanced at Kumik, who looked a little nervous, then organized his words and said politely: "But we have no intention of overthrowing the world government. At most, we hope to get a piece of land to survive in Alabasta."
Dai Ou looked at the burning bonfire with an indifferent expression, and his cold eyes brought great pressure to Farafula. Lippa tightened his clothes and sneered: "Naive thinking, you are trying to overthrow the rule of Alabasta. No matter how you justify it, in the eyes of the world government's high-level officials, those hypocritical and ruthless politicians, you are the culprits who caused Alabasta to fall into turmoil. You are an unstable factor that challenges the rules."
"Even if you are lucky enough to overthrow the rule of the Nefertari Royal Family, the world government will never sit by and watch any rebel forces overthrow the rule of a regime. This is the bottom line of the world government's rule that is absolutely not allowed to be touched." Lippa saw the disapproving look on Farafula's face and sighed: "Forget it, you still can't understand this. The reason why the world government hasn't intervened is simply because the rebellion of Alabasta has no possibility of success. In fact, you have now been forced to the edge of desperation by the military forces of Alabasta. Otherwise, the Marine Headquarters' battleships would have blocked this desert country, and the Marine soldiers would have killed all the rebels."
Farafula's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't answer. Lippa didn't continue to speak when he saw this. Anyway, the latest instructions from Yarlin were just to let him plant a seed among the leaders of the rebels.
"Let's talk about your situation first. How do you plan to break through the blockade of Alabasta's military? With all due respect, it is only a matter of time before the rebels are completely wiped out." Lippa said coldly.
"What's the situation on Kou Sha's side?" Farafula was silent for a moment, then turned his head and asked the subordinate next to him.
"Several main roads leading to Katleia have been blocked by the military. The situation is not very good. We just received news from Katleia that Leader Kou Sha is gathering the rebels from all over the place and retreating to the rear. Our space for survival and activity is constantly being compressed and nibbled away." The subordinate's lowered voice was full of deep worry.
"As a matter of fact, I don't understand why you, as a rebel army, are still passively defending and not taking the initiative to attack. In my opinion, you had such an opportunity from the very beginning. It's a pity that you gave it up on your own initiative. Instead, you have been confronting the Nefertari Royal Family peacefully, carrying out some kind of war of words." Lippa asked inexplicably: "Are you planning to drown the ruling class of Alabasta with your saliva? With all due respect, your saliva is no match for the power of guns."
Farafula's face was a little ugly. He couldn't tell Sheyan that this was because the leader of the rebel army, Kou Sha, had always held the last trace of hope for the Nefertari Royal Family and hoped to achieve the purpose of the uprising in a way that would reduce bloodshed.
"We, the rebel army, want to save this country and its people, not bring this country into endless hatred and war." Farafula cut the branch in his hand into two and threw it into the fire.
Lippa narrowed his eyes and sneered noncommittally. "So, now that you have suffered heavy casualties, you are paying the price for your own stupidity."
"You have saved our lives, but I will never allow you to insult us." Farafula interrupted Lippa's sneer in a deep voice.
"I'm not insulting you. I just want to show you a way out." Lippa helplessly spread out his palms and persuaded very seriously: "Although it's not very nice to hear, I think the leader of the rebel army has indeed made a stupid mistake. Because of your self-righteous naivety, the soldiers who trusted and followed you have all died here. Now, I think you should wake up and correct this mistake."
"There is no peaceful soil in revolution. There must be the most violent conflict and struggle. Only by cleaning the filth that oppresses the people with blood will justice and peace come." Lippa imitated Yarlin's tone and said eerily. Every word was like a steel knife that pierced through flesh and blood into Farafula's heart: "Insurrection and revolution is an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood. There is no fantasy to speak of, only you die and I die!"
Although he didn't want to admit it, Farafula's breathing became suppressed and rapid. He looked at the exhausted soldiers around him and knew that after this night, there would be more soldiers who would not be able to wake up from their sleep. And all of this was indeed because of the ridiculous and cowardly fantasy of their rebel army leader.
"Cadres of the revolutionary army, please tell us what we should do to correct the mistakes we have made, to find a way out, and to save this country and its people." Farafula lowered his head and took off the glove on his right hand, revealing the lower half of the rough prosthesis embedded in his arm. His eyes were filled with thick blood vessels.
"Integrate and unify the internal thinking, concentrate all the forces, break out of the encirclement, attack the cities controlled by the military, destroy all the factories and facilities, and gather all the people that can be gathered to form an unstoppable torrent that sweeps across the entire desert." Lippa proposed, hitting the nail on the head: "This is your only and last chance, and before that, you need a strong and solid ally to divert and disperse the military forces of Alabasta."
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