The total number of resisters in Slien was no less than 150 or 60 people, but only seventy or eighty people were withdrawn from the mountain city. It was not because half of the troops were lost in the battle, but because of the advantages of home fighting, they could "hide soldiers from the people": a considerable number of resisters were elderly people and women. As long as they hid their weapons in time and sat there as if nothing happened, even if the Norman soldiers broke in, they would not find anything.

The power of the people's war quietly bloomed beautiful flowers in the mountain city of Slien, which is a very good reminder for Weiss. The Klumber Heisen family has a good mass base in Somsonas City, and even after being attacked by the war, there were no fewer residents left than Slien.

This is a later story.

The afternoon sun was still bright. Weiss, with 14 "Lorraine Guerrilla Warriors", and with three "Slien Knights" soldiers, carefully hid in a village not far from Slien City. This village was not the same place as the newcomers. Although the village had a natural cave suitable for hiding and had sufficient supplies, the retreat route was not safe enough, and there was a long way to go in an open area without any cover.

The resisters used narrow tunnels to connect several cellars, and then sealed the normal entrances and exits of the cellars, thus forming a miniature underground system.

There was a noisy outside, and gunfire and Norman shouts came from time to time. It seemed that the Norman army was searching the village. If they tortured the villagers, or threatened their lives with their relatives, it was impossible to guarantee that anyone would not tell the whereabouts of the resisters. In that case, hiding here would be the enemy to catch the turtle in a jar. However, the development of the situation confirmed Wade Stein's judgment: the Normans neither massacred innocent civilians nor did they do such crazy things. At most, they would smash them during the search process and then walked away with cursing.

Is the Norman Demon theory that the federal media has hyped up in the past? After all, is it a self-deception...

Weiss safely escaped the first wave of Norman army searches, but this did not mean that every warrior evacuated was lucky. In the middle of the afternoon, fierce gunfire and explosions suddenly came from the distance. Then, the volunteer observers in the village sent messages from the breather hole, saying that a battle occurred in the village called "Bakkuden". Many Norman soldiers were rushing there, and the Norman warship stranded in Slien also flew towards the other side.

In the retreat plan led by Wade Stein, the village called "Bakkuden" was indeed a hidden point, and the troops were divided during the retreat, and there was no pre-arrangement of who to go wherever they were. If you choose another direction at the fork, Weiss would have the possibility to go to that village instead of squatting here safely.

Among the three local resisters along the way with Weiss, the leader was a strong and agile black-haired young man. His simple and persistent eyes gave people a sense of reliability. He heard this news, he was anxious and hurriedly climbed over and asked Weiss: "Captain, let's go out! Even if you can't help them directly to rescue them, you can still restrain some enemies!"

The situation is still unclear, and Weiss certainly would not act recklessly. He responded: "If this is the enemy's conspiracy, we will be trapped by the enemy's plan. If our people are really attacked, we will go out now to help them relieve the pressure. However, if the enemy's flying warships are dispatched, the final result is that neither of us can escape. On the other hand, if they are captured by the Normans, we can find an opportunity to capture some Norman soldiers and exchange them for our people, which will lead to a glimmer of hope."

The black-haired young man didn't take this trick. He glared and said, "No, our soldiers would rather die in battle than be captured by the enemy. If you don't go, I'll go!"

Weiss was also young and impulsive. On the northern border, at Bella Casser, he ran in the rain of bullets again and again, and was also very happy. But when he looked back, he found that if he had not been favored by the goddess of luck again and again, the grave grass would have grown taller. So he grabbed the arm of the black-haired young man: "Listen to me, young man! This war will last for a long time. If we lose our lives out of a moment of intent, we will not have the chance to contribute more to this country! Hold on, if we have the opportunity to kill a hundred Norman soldiers in the future, we can't help but fight at most three or five Norman soldiers. Which road should we choose?"

Although the black-haired young man was excited, he was not the kind of person who could not listen to anything. Weiss persuaded him so much, calmed down a little, thought for a while, and said unwillingly: "But, Captain, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."

"Okay!" Weiss sighed, "Let me go out and see the situation. If there is a turning point in the battle, even if the road ahead is dead for a lifetime, we will rush forward together, but if there is no hope at all, you must listen to me!"

The black-haired young man did not understand Weis and seemed skeptical of his statement. Seeing this, Weis pointed to his eyes, clenched his fists and beat his heart: "Believe me, believe in us 'Lorraine guerrilla warriors'. If we are afraid of death and abandon our companions, we will not be the targets of the Normans' arrest throughout the entire territory!"

Perhaps it was from Weiss's firm eyes that he saw the courage that ordinary people did not have. The black-haired young man chose to trust and whispered: "Okay, Captain, come with me!"

Under his leadership, Weiss came to a secret tunnel entrance. After pushing the cover outside, a bitter mountain wind blew over his face, and his vision suddenly became clear. He skillfully concentrated his mind and squinted his eyes to watch. At first glance, the red and green in his sight seemed to be a scene of fierce fighting between the two sides, but after careful identification, he found that the green virtual frames were basically the old, weak, women and children who were not even considered to be fighting for the five slags, and most of them were in full blood, and the spirit and physical state of the red virtual frame was not significantly reduced.

This means that the signs of the battle were deliberately forged by the Normans. They may know that there were resistances hiding in that area, and in the face of fruitless search, they came up with such a move. It has to be said that resistances who lack combat experience are indeed very likely to be confused by the Normans' blindness. So, to the west of the village where the violent gunfire exploded, gunfire suddenly sounded in a valley with relatively lush vegetation. Weiss turned his sight, and there were a few red virtual frames, as well as a green virtual frame with truly combat power...

Impulse is a devil!

Weis couldn't help but clench his fists. Although in that valley, the red virtual frame was quickly "bleeding" and the green virtual frame was rising sharply, looking at the periphery, hundreds of red virtual frames were following the sound. What's even more terrifying is that the floating Norman cruiser was like a sharp-toned shark. As long as he smelled the smell of blood, he immediately rushed over and opened his bloody mouth with lightning speed!

"Look! Our people have already had anger with the enemy! The strength of the enemy and us is very different. If we cannot show up in time, we must watch them slowly be eliminated by the enemy!" The black-haired young man expressed his anxious attitude vividly.

Weiss did not hide or argue, but told the truth: "The battle in Bakuten Village was made by the enemy, the enemy was firing empty guns, and our people were still hidden in tunnels and cellars, but in that valley, the battle was real, and our comrades who were hidden there were lured out by the enemy's tricks!"

"What are you waiting for?" cried the black-haired young man, "Even if there is only one of our comrades there, as long as the battle does not stop, we cannot let him fight alone there! The warriors of the 'Knights of Slien', take your weapons and follow me!"

It seems that living under the occupation of the Normans for a long time has exhausted the patience of these resisters. Their indomitable cry in their bones day and night, and the battle that ambushed the senior Norman officials in Slien City instantly ignited their indelible fighting spirit, and the blood and energy in every meridian in their body was uncontrollable.

Although Weiss could understand this, he still grabbed it from the overall situation of the battle and whispered: "Wait!"

The black-haired young man was very strong, and he broke free from Weis's shackles with his arms. At this moment, a thunderous roar came from the sky. Then, the flames and mountains moved in the other side of the valley, and the explosion sounded. In an instant, the entire valley was shrouded in black and gray smoke.

Seeing this, the black-haired young man was stunned. Weiss took the opportunity to persuade: "See it or not! The enemy is going to trick us out and use the ship to bombard us into pieces... This is not a matter of fearlessness or cowardice, but the difference between calmness and recklessness! On the battlefield, it is easy to die in battle. Surviving and defeating the enemy is the real challenge!"

"We, just like that, can we bear it?" After a while, the black-haired young man finally spit out a few words.

The enemies in the village have retreated, but the nearby mountains are full of enemy search teams, and the lookouts on the Norman cruiser are also observing the ground all the time. After being exposed for a long time, the chance of being discovered by the enemy is quite high. Weiss dragged the black-haired young man back to the tunnel to see and comforted him, "Hey, listen, we ambushed their important figure in Slien City. That guy was either dead or injured. No matter what his identity is, what we did today is a very amazing feat for the countless federal citizens whose homeland was occupied by the Normans! Each of the soldiers who dedicated themselves in this battle is a great hero, and each will be respected by the people and remembered by the people! They die as much as possible, and those who survive will vent our anger with our swords and guns after the night comes!"

The black-haired young man was like a person who was lost in the darkness. He finally saw a light ahead and looked at Weiss with red eyes: "Tonight? Yes, tonight! We are going to kill back and kill the enemy without leaving any armor!"
Chapter completed!