bookrandom Chapter 1364 Complete Severance
Chapter 1364 Complete Severance
"We cannot put all our eggs in one basket! These 300,000 are the last embers of our Slavic spirit! Under the command of Grand Duke Andrei, retreat immediately! Retreat to the last fortress in the north! Rely on the natural defenses and fortifications there! Preserve our strength! If... if anything happens to the capital, they are our hope for the restoration of our nation!"
He ultimately failed to utter the word "fallen," but the meaning was crystal clear.
“But Your Majesty,” another minister said worriedly.
"If the capital is besieged, should we organize the evacuation of some of the elderly, women and children from the city?"
This is based on the most basic humanitarian considerations and the need to reduce consumption within the city.
"Evacuate?" Shahar let out a shrill laugh, as if he had heard an absurd joke. He then slammed his hand on the armrest and shouted, "No! Not a single person is allowed to leave! This is their home! Their land! Their ancestors have lived here for generations! Now the enemy has reached their doorstep, and they want to escape? To abandon their homeland? No way!"
He stood up, a gleam of madness and inflammatory gleam on his face: "In the face of national crisis, every Slav has a responsibility to take up arms and protect their mother city!"
"Escape?"
"Those are cowards! They are traitors! I will make everyone stay, to live and die with their emperor, with their warriors, with this great city!"
Let East Asians see what the indomitable spirit of the Slavs truly is! As long as the city stands, they stand; if the city falls, they fall! Their existence is solely to protect their homeland!! Their sacrifice will buy time for the flame of the northward retreat!
These cold and inflammatory words sent chills down the ministers' spines, yet they were also subtly intimidated by the desperate madness they were displaying.
“As for those people…” A calculating glint flashed in Shahar’s eyes: “They need to know what they are going to do! They need to protect the land beneath their feet!”
He ignored the ministers who hesitated to speak and strode out of the gloomy council chamber.
Soon, the order spread throughout the city: His Majesty the Tsar would personally address all citizens of the capital in the square...
News of Shahar spread like wildfire.
Fear, confusion, and despair enveloped the capital, but when people heard that the Tsar was going to personally intervene, a glimmer of hope and blind fervor began to ignite in the hearts of some.
Countless civilians, men, women, and children, were forced and guided by soldiers to surge like a tide toward the huge square in the city center.
When Shahar, surrounded by his guards and the few remaining, chilling robot soldiers, ascended the makeshift platform in the square, he was met with a sea of people, dark and filled with both fear and anticipation.
The cold wind was biting, but it couldn't dispel the oppressive atmosphere of the crowd gathered together.
Shahar took a deep breath, suppressing his weakness and fear, and poured all his energy into the performance to come.
He suddenly opened his arms wide, as if to embrace all his subjects, and with all his might, his voice, amplified through the loudspeaker, resounded throughout the square, filled with grief, indignation, and inflammatory rhetoric:
"We are brave sons and daughters of the Slavs!"
Shahar's single sentence instantly silenced the entire room...
They all knew that war had broken out on the front lines.
However, the Slavic country was sparsely populated, and they mostly traveled through fortresses and strongholds, so they did not cause much harm to ordinary people.
In those places that were captured, they simply hid and dared not come out...