Chapter 1385: Standing Up

Suchet felt that a lot of things were pressing on him.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at his back.

A wooden beam that was neither too thick nor too thin was pressing on his back.

In addition to this wooden beam, there were quite a few other things that were pressing on him, including rubble and broken bricks.

Apart from pain, Suchet felt nothing else.

——Am I done here...

While thinking this helplessly in his heart, he slowly closed his eyes.

If Suchet was a few months ago, he certainly would not have thought that he would end up dying on the battlefield as a militiaman.

Since learning that his father died on the Feihai Plain eight years ago, Suchet has been quite resistant to the army, the battlefield... in short, these things that smell of blood and fire.

After the corrupt army severely cheated the citizens of Orleans last year, Suchet's feelings towards the army escalated from "resistance" to "disgust".

The reason why he participated in the Defense of Orleans as a militiaman was not because of his noble sentiments or how patriotic he was.

It's purely just for the money.

Denis spent a large amount of money to reward the citizens who were willing to come forward to assist in the war effort.

These bonuses are paid on a daily basis.

If you help today and survive successfully, you will get the money that night without any default.

Even if you don't survive successfully, you can still get a generous pension.

It was also true that Denis was very happy to hand out money every night, and the morale of the militiamen was always very high. The militiamen, including Suchet, also liked Denis who was very happy to hand out money.

Since his father died in the Battle of Feihai Plain eight years ago, life for the Suchet family has become difficult.

Orleans is Suchet's hometown. He and his mother lived here. Naturally, he did not want Orleans to fall and lose to the enemy.

After all, no one knows what will happen to Orleans after it falls into the hands of the Britannia army.

After the Britannian army captured Orleans, they slaughtered all the citizens of Orleans - this kind of thing is not impossible to happen.

In the "Aurora" offensive five years ago, the Britannia army slaughtered many cities of the Holy Hiran Empire.

Of course Suchet would be happy to have such a job that could make money quickly, suit him who was good at swordsmanship, and defend Orleans.

He is also a self-respecting person who takes money without doing anything - Suchet cannot do such a shameless thing.

Suchet took money from Denis every day.

At the same time, there were bloody battles on the city walls every day.

So in the final analysis, there are two reasons why Suchet came to serve as a militia and fight against the wolf-like Britannia army.

Reason No. 1: There is money to take.

Reason 2: Don’t want Orleans to fall.

It was these two reasons that supported Suchet to fight one after another on the city wall.

But gradually - Suchet discovered that there was another reason for him to fight to the death with the Britannia army.

The first time I had such a feeling was when I caught a glimpse of Denis on the city wall.

Every time he saw Denis, Suchet couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Commander Denis is really old.

On the first day of the Battle of Orleans, Suchet happened to be on the city wall when the envoys of the Britannian Army ran to the city of Orleans and ridiculed the young generals of their Rollins Army.

Suchet, who happened to be on the city wall at that time, not only heard the envoys of the Britannia army taunting them.

Denis's reply to the messenger was also heard.

After listening to Denis's answer, Suchet's heart was also greatly touched.

It was also at that time that Suchet was in awe of the old man for the first time.

After seeing the old man running and shouting on the city wall again and again, Suchet's respect for Denis also grew day by day.

I want to fight harder, I want to risk my life and fight like Commander Denis - such thoughts,

Gradually it sprouted in Suchet's mind.

Gradually - the third reason for Suchet's bloody battle was born:

Infected by Denis's spirit, I want to fight with Denis risking my life and defend this city of Orleans together.

Although these three reasons support Suchet, there are limits to spiritual power.

With so many rubbles and bricks pressing down on his body, Suchet felt that there was no place on his body that was not in pain.

And there were several large wounds visible to the naked eye.

Hot blood poured out of these wounds in a steady stream.

If timely treatment is not carried out, it will only be a matter of time before he bleeds to death.

He felt like he had no strength left.

I don't have the strength to stand up anymore.

All he wants now is to close his eyes and let his life pass by... and let his life end...

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Suchet was already prepared to wait quietly for death when he suddenly heard some strange noises coming from outside.

--What happened......?

Suchet reopened his eyes that he had no intention of opening again.

Although he was pressed under the ruins, there were just a few gaps in front of his head, allowing Suchet to observe what was going on outside the ruins.

Looking out through these gaps.

Suchet saw a large number of Britannian soldiers wearing black armor standing outside the ruins.

And in the center of these Britannian soldiers stood an old man covered in blood and dust.

Surrounded by these elite Britannian soldiers in helmets and armor, this old man, who was not wearing armor, covered in blood and bandages, looked as "slender" as a blade of grass, as if he would be broken at any time.

But the old man did not change his expression, bent down as if no one was around, dug out a large flag from the rubble below, and then spread the flag with a "swish".

On the flag, the golden iris covered with dust still emitted a dazzling golden light under the sunlight.

This is the flag of their Rolin Army.

Looking at this old man who was seriously injured and could hardly stand, but still held the flag tightly in his hand and stuck it on the ground, Suchet's eyes, which had been lifeless, glowed again.

"General Denis..."

Looking at the stubborn figure outside the ruins, Suchet's face gradually showed a faint smile.

"So... you still want to continue fighting until now..."

"Even though you are already covered with scars, the light in your eyes has not dissipated..."

"I really can't help it..."

"Being your subordinate is also a very tiring thing..."

After laughing a few times, Suchet began to pour strength into his back and limbs.

His body, which had originally been without strength, miraculously surged with strength at this time.

Pushed away the wooden beam pressing on his back.

Sweeped away the broken bricks and tiles that hindered his movements.

Then stood up from the ruins.