Land!
This word is like an addictive magic potion, capturing everyone's eyes and heartbeat!
Especially for those peasants who have lost their land, they are desperately eager to have a piece of land of their own!
That would an no more going hungry, no more drinking porridge as thin as water, and no more enduring stingy and sarcastic bosses like Horace…
And most crucially, they wouldn't have to watch helplessly as their wives and children's faces grew thinner!
As for fighting…
That's not so scary.
The Campbell people are a nation sitting on a powder keg, fighting the Demon King since they opened their eyes, sotis in the fields, sotis in the mazes.
Especially those peasants who once served the Lord, at the sound of the Bell, they beco soldiers, and every one of them can use firearms!
They've even fought the demons, so naturally, they're not afraid to fight another group of peasants!
On the contrary, it's the refugees who fled from the Twilight Province, whose eager faces still carry a trace of timidity.
Firstly, they've seen the horrors of the Green Forest Army, and secondly, their feelings about going back to fight their fellow townsfolk are indeed mixed.
An honest man couldn't help swallowing his spit and whispered softly.
"But... f-fighting can kill people."
His words were barely out when he was drowned by the rising laughter.
"Haha! Buddy! Isn't that obvious?"
A middle-aged man with an unshaved face slapped his shoulder hard, grinned, and joked.
"Don't just say fighting can kill, even drinking water can choke you to death! If you're scared, you better go ho and find your mom!"
Hearing the jeering laughter, the honest man turned red, stamring for a long ti before squeezing out a sentence.
"I'm not afraid to die! But I have two sons and a daughter... What will happen to them if I die?"
The middle-aged man grinned, looking again at the newspaper pinned on the wooden stake, speaking passionately.
"The rciful Duke has already thought about it for you, there's a condolence paynt for every fallen soldier, paid by the Royal Family, enough for your three kids to live well for a few years!"
Praise to Duke Campbell!
If the land reward only made his heart flutter, this condolence paynt truly cented his resolve!
If he can trade these few pounds of flesh for a bright future for his children, enough for them to go to school and learn to read and write, one day leaving this rundown slum... not only would he die once, he'd be willing to rise against by an Undead Mage and die again!
His words struck a chord with many, and the last spark of fear was extinguished in the rising voices.
"You're right, buddy!"
"Dying is just a mont, but poverty is a lifeti!"
"And I saw on the newspaper that every soldier killed in battle has a condolence paynt, and the land earned through battle rit can be inherited by children!"
"Damn it, I'm in!"
"Count in!"
"For Campbell! For the Kingdom!"
This was unprecedented, as before the porridge pot boiled, the poor lining up for handouts left their queue.
They ran to the conscription point full of passion, afraid they'd be too late and the fifty thousand slots would be filled.
And when they arrived, they found not only people like them with nothing but also adventurers with great swords, sailors from the sea, city dwellers in collared shirts, even knights and nobles with their own armor and horses.
The last ti they were so united was when the Dragon Demon King threatened to destroy Thunder City.
"Saint Sis above..."
Seeing the Campbell people lined up to save their brothers in the Twilight Province, a passing Ascetic couldn't hold back his tears of emotion, offering them a sincere prayer.
May the Holy Master bless these devout people!
If Saint Sis is watching them, He might indeed be moved by their unity.
The hardworking and courageous Campbell people have never been more loyal than today...
The breathtaking scene amazed not only the passing Ascetic but also the players wandering the outskirts of Thunder City by coincidence, mapping the area.
Since the launch of the "Artificial Human" character, the developnt team of "Catastrophe OL" has gone through several optimizations of ga content, and now players "grown" from Gray Wind are indistinguishable from real people, hence Thunder County has always been mingled with many "Pseudo-man" figures.
As loyal scouts of Lord Demon King, they've always played the role of Scouts, tirelessly transporting the current situation of Thunder City to the official forums to capture people's attention.
Even to ease content migration, they've self-learned the in-ga Aus Imperial Language!
It's safe to say they are very serious!
Unfortunately, all for nothing.
Praise isn't that easy to trick.
Due to the expanding maps of "Catastrophe OL," recent updates have made Thunder City more distant, and now hardly any players remain in the initial "Newbie Village."
Especially those players developed in the top tier, t0 and t1, have either ventured to the vast Gana Continent, or to the "New Continent" which is said to connect to the entrance of Hell for exploration.
The forr has Lizardn who do not discriminate against the Undead, while the latter offers vast lands for free exploration.
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