A shrill blind voice incomprehensibly tore through the joyous waves, and people covered their ears and turned their angry faces to the sky, which Charlemagne, who had been trained to reflex, knew that this was a signal that the pointy-eared heresy was about to start the news again.

When the noise like fingernails scratching the glass sounded, many people on the viewing platform muttered in their hearts, "It's finally here", which was both worried and joyful.

A war is meaningless if it doesn't end in victory – for both warring parties, and because of the different definitions of victory, the timing of the choice to end the war is different.

As for the elves, it is not until the initial geostrategic planning is achieved that the goal of this stage is to completely remove Charlemagne's threat, to stifle the possibility of future combat threats on the east and west fronts in advance, and to divert Charlemagne's resources to their own use to prepare for the next stage of the game.

The current truce, ostensibly gaining sovereign independence and officially becoming an elven state to participate in world affairs, is in fact putting itself in the strategic predicament of being surrounded by hostile or unreliable neighbors, which the elves cannot accept in any way. For this reason, they will inevitably continue to burn the flames of war, which are in danger of being extinguished, until they achieve their goal.

Both sides have a clear understanding of Alfheim's predicament and the way of thinking that extends from it. At the same time, he also believes that in the context of countries preparing to actively intervene, it is difficult for pointy-eared people to risk the world's condemnation to expand the flames of war. On the basis of this judgment, the two factions took separate actions in an attempt to steer the situation in the desired direction of their respective interests.

Now, Alfheim, who had been silent, finally began to act, and people with different thoughts waited silently, praying for the gospel of peace or the hammer of the god of war from the sky.

“...... Urgent broadcast. ”

The announcer's voice was as serious and dignified as ever, but his expression was stiffer than usual.

"Are you frightened by what happened to Saint-Diye?"

The bad-hearted do-gooder said this, and the crowd immediately laughed and applauded.

From a long distance, the ridicule of the citizens could not be transmitted to the announcer, but she continued to say in a tone that could not hide her nervousness and excitement:

"One hour earlier, riots broke out in the city of Belfort, where rioters attacked several government sites and production facilities, and many citizens are believed to have been killed in the riots. So far, the Defence Forces have sent riot suppression units to the bomb and issued a surrender advisory to the insurgents, demanding the release of the hostages—"

The announcer seemed to say something, but under the tsunami of shouting, the volume did not even make a splash.

When the two armies are at a stalemate, riots break out in the rear, an important city that is an important industrial town and transportation hub, and anyone with intelligence above the normal baseline knows what this means.

The simplest and most intuitive consequence is the rapid decline in the combat effectiveness of front-line troops.

War is a highly consuming activity, and based on the current intensity of combat, a front-line field infantry division must consume at least 1,500 tons of supplies per day. If it deteriorates further, no matter how hard-working and patriotic soldiers are, they will have to choose between rout and surrender. In addition, in order to quickly suppress the insurgency and restore the flow of logistical supply lines in a dangerous state, it is necessary to draw field troops or strategic reserves to form a suppressive force and move to the rear, which will inevitably weaken the strength of the front. Counting the blow to the morale of the military and the people because of the instability in the rear, the situation can be described as unprecedentedly severe.

Bad news for Alfheim was good news for Charlemagne, and vice versa. The people living at the bottom do not need to understand the complex and difficult strategic issues, they only need to know that an enemy strategic city has launched an uprising, and the evil invaders have been driven out of the city, and soon the uprising will sweep through the enemy-occupied area like wildfire on the grassland, and the compatriots in the occupied area will rise up one after another, looking forward to the return of the king. The war is coming to an end, long live Victory, long live Charlemagne.

The peace faction and the main battle faction were also affected by this atmosphere, and pondered whether they should raise the price on the negotiating table or take the opportunity to launch a wave of offensive to contain the actions of the defense forces, so that they could not withdraw to help, and fell into a dilemma, and finally broke themselves.

Among all living beings, there are always very few people who can not be affected by emotions and calmly and objectively judge the situation.

(Why is it being broadcast at such a time?)

Frowning slightly, his clear eyes cast his vigilance and doubts into the sky.

Now is not a good time to broadcast bad news, at least from the perspective of Li Lin's strategic intentions, this delicate moment is clearly inconsistent with its ultimate goal.

As most people know, a disarray of supply lines can be a double whammy, both physical and spiritual, destabilizing the stalemate on the front lines. Moreover, given the social composition of Yalfheim, once the news of the uprising spreads, it is likely to lead to imitation behavior, causing large-scale unrest throughout the territory of Yalfheim. At that point, even if the Defence Force was twice as strong as it is now, it would be useless, and all its mobile forces and strategic reserves would have to languish between the battered front line and the rear, until the last bit of resource reserves had been exhausted, and it was in ruins.

Li Lin would definitely have foreseen this development, could it be that he was giving up on himself and preparing to use the last resort? Impossible. If that efficiencyist really wants to restart the world, now that the whole land has been reduced to a scorched earth with no life left, there is no need to make any more interventions.

In the end, what made Roland feel most disobedient was that with Stasi's intelligence-gathering ability, the response ability and execution ability of various violent agencies, it was possible to make the matter go out of control in the whole city? What did the powerful military and police gendarmes do in the past? Did they take a nap? If it were not the result of the combined effect of various accidental factors, the whole thing would have been a stage play staged by Li Lin. What is his intention in doing this? Exposing his weaknesses in exchange for the continued support of the powers? No, at this stage, the great powers will only see this as the best opportunity to intervene in mediation, so that the war will end in the interests of the third party - neither Alfheim nor Charlemagne will be able to fight each other, the two countries will maintain a certain equilibrium and continue to confront each other, and the two sides will continue to transfer benefits to the powers in exchange for their support in order to gain an overwhelming advantage over each other.

Li Lin would not be ignorant of this, let alone have unrealistic illusions about the great powers, and trying his best to avoid such a situation was what he had to do. But now Belfort ...... What exactly does he want to do?

As Roland's mind raced, a somewhat hysterical roar ran through his thoughts.

"Support the just cause of your countrymen!Free Balfort and other cities from heretical tyranny!!"

Roland followed the prestige, and a man's face was imprinted with the retina.

Neither handsome nor ugly, a very ordinary mass-type face, dyed with a slight drunken flush due to exuberance.

Very ordinary, small citizens everywhere.

But his words were the hearts of many citizens, and countless people repeated similar rants.

The words that boiled over with resonance ran through Roland like lightning, connecting and outlining a panorama of conspiracy in his mind.

(military parade, press, compatriots, heresy, tyranny, support...... Is that what happened, that's what he was thinking !!)

In an instant, Roland had already understood the outline of the whole strategy, scolding his own negligence, all the thinking circuits were running at full speed, quickly exploring ways to avoid the trap, but the thinking only lasted for a second and then stopped.

A deafening roar continued, and a crowd of excited faces stopped in front of Roland.

In the face of the current of thought that has already begun to surge, even the heroes of national salvation who try to stop this violent fluctuation will only end up in pieces.

- Time begins to flow, through your hands.

The familiar sneer echoed in his ears, and in the anxious chill, Roland opened his mouth, unable to utter a word.

As if having calculated the moment to mock Roland's inability to do anything, the announcer reappeared at the broadcast terminal, and she seemed much more relaxed than before, almost light. As the slightly thin voice echoed, Lüdders and Charlemagne fell into a terrible silence.

“...... I have just received news from the front that under the strong suppression of the special operations forces directly under the General Staff, the riot has been quelled, and at present Belfour has entered the stage of sweeping warfare. I believe that in the near future, the remaining terrorists will be completely eliminated, and order will be restored in Belfort, so let's connect with the reporters in front of us......"

Just as the ridicule couldn't be conveyed before, the announcer still couldn't hear the boiling boos and curses at the moment.

Soon, the audience fell silent again, the ladies covering their mouths or the children's eyes, and the men staring angrily at the images overhead.

Plumes of blood-red smoke were rising from several buildings, and a "Stalker" fire-breathing chariot was sending flames into the buildings, and behind the chariots, heavily armed soldiers with flat weapons watched coldly as several men on fire jumped from the fifth floor.

The picture turns, and under a half-collapsed wall, several men and women in ragged clothes are dragged by soldiers to the base of the wall and stand facing the wall one by one. As the sergeant waved his arm, a dense burst of gunfire rang out, and men and women fell......

The screen is constantly changing, the content of the broadcast is much the same, and the theme is only the word "killing".

There are no tactics, no tyranny and cruelty, just simple, mechanical, like an assembly line in a slaughterhouse, slaughtering humans.

When the silence was broken by the first roar, the whole of Lüders was detonated, countless fists and canes were waved towards the sky, and the oath of "blood debt and blood repayment" and "tooth for tooth, eye for eye" soared into the sky, and the furious aura spread like a typhoon and swept the entire Charlemagne.

Roland, who was in the center of the eye of the storm, slowly closed his eyes, letting anger, frustration, helplessness, and remorse repeatedly intertwine his body, and his tightly clenched fists trembled slightly.