Power and Empire Chapter 1665: Empire vs. Empire (4)
Gaul Army left wing, the 11th local infantry regiment station, Hitachi Castle
Heavy rain came from the sky, white raindrops hit the ancient city walls, and pedestrians were almost invisible on the streets. As the core of the storm’s initiation, there was rarely a sense of order here, and no report mentioned it. The phenomenon of smashing hits on the street. The patrol team is wearing civilian linen, holding a sharp spear in his hand, and stepping on the stagnant water on the ground. The neat footsteps reveal a seriousness. Some citizens are curious. Looking through the gaps in the windows, they fell on these civilian guards. There was a trace of weirdness. These people are not citizens of Hitachi City, and most of the residents have never seen these people.
Someone guessed that it was the southerners of the Rusty region who came with the displaced people on the opposite side. Everyone knows that it is now occupied by the Falcon Demon Army, and the Rusty people there are expelled to the north in large numbers. It is said that there are hundreds of thousands of people in the city, crowding the streets and alleys of the city. Everyday people starve to death from hunger. Every morning, you can see the carriages for transporting corpses full of corpses. There are men, women and children, and the corpses are transported The burning outside the city has been running for more than ten days, and the light of burning corpses outside the city is oozing in the night. The military also maintains the expulsion policy for the refugees. Batches of troops are adjusting defenses, and hundreds of thousands of refugees are coming and going in the defense zones of the military.
The occurrence of violence*, for the residents of Hitachi City, it just felt that that day was particularly chaotic. The city center didn’t know why the conflict broke out, and then the whole city was messy, there were refugees everywhere, and no one would pay attention. Are these refugees all real refugees
Falcon Nakayoung Army Fifth Banner Fourth Squadron Captain Jacques De, is walking on the road leading to the local army station,
The entire squadron of 1,400 people, mixed in with the refugees, passed the defense zone of the station almost without hindrance,
The first time I entered the Gaul air defense zone, I saw the granary on the west side of the city.
The tall circular storage silos are five or six meters high, and stand one after another. They are densely packed, and it is impossible to count the number at a time.
These granaries are far above the residential buildings in the city, so they are very conspicuous. The streets of the city are sparsely populated, and there are onlookers of Gaul soldiers scattered in twos and threes, and some are local residents. Looking back,
Above the high city wall, the officer is shouting the command loudly, and the archer troops are lifting the alert outside the camp and retreating from the walkway of the city wall.
"It's these guys again, it's really annoying!"
A Gaul sentinel glanced here, and turned away indifferently. There are too many refugees, who will take care of it.
Jacquesd, dressed in dirty linen, walked in front of the team, bowed his head, and several subordinates kept winking at him, indicating that now is a good opportunity to start,
Jacques stopped, took a look, and felt that the opportunity is indeed good now, but he resisted it,
From the corner of his gaze, he saw that at the end of the team dressed as refugees, nearly one-third of the troops did not enter the defense zone.
He raised his head, his eyes flickered, and he swept across the Gaul camp and took the opportunity to observe. The archers outside the camp were probably four or five people, not the regular Gaul army, and there were not many soldiers in the barracks. Many, most people should have gone out.
"The target seems completely unguarded!"
Jacques curled his lips subconsciously. His team set off yesterday and crossed the sparse Gaul defenses overnight, and got into the refugees’ team without difficulty. There are many squadrons like him, although they don’t. I'm sure, but the news that Jacques heard is that more than fifteen squadrons of the Nakari Central Army have received orders to change their outfits.
The order he got was to capture Hitachi Castle. According to intelligence, the garrison of Hitachi Castle was the Eleventh Step Corps of Gaul, with a headquarter of less than 2,000. According to the strength of the Central Army, in the case of a surprise attack Enough to deal with,
at the gate of the barracks,
Jacques took a glance at the gate of the camp, which was almost defenseless. He coughed and whispered, "Watch out". The people behind immediately understood. The line of refugees stagnated and pulled down, and the whole street was blocked, Lian Zheng The Gaul archers who were going to return to the camp were unable to pass, and the originally neat queue became messy.
"Asshole, do you want to die?" the Gaul officer who led the team scolded angrily.
"It's time" Jacques looked terrified, and cast a look at the surrounding companions. The Central Army, dressed as a refugee, clenched the weapons in the salute package without a word, and stared at those few. Gaul soldiers who don’t know the catastrophe is coming
"If you hear it, don’t let it go and arrest them all! You untouchables!" The Gaul officer was still shouting arrogantly.
"Do it!" A loud whistle overwhelmed all the chaos on the street. In an instant, thousands of refugees equipped with war knives of the Central Army soldiers were unsheathed at the same time, "Kill!" A thunderous roar, one In an instant, a storm of flesh and blood was set off.
The soldiers of the Nakayoung Army roared and rushed towards the Gaul archers who were close at hand. Before the Gaul archers even had time to take out their weapons, they opened their eyes in terror and looked at the attacking enemy, their faces pale. Someone exclaimed, "What's going on?" Before getting an answer, a sharp blade had been pierced through his chest and pierced him through.
"Attention, the enemy attack!" The Gaul officer's screaming cry was not over yet, the sword in Jacques's hand struck a **** cold light, puff! The knife cut open the Gallic officer’s throat. The Gallic officer looked at Jacques with a smirk at the corner of his mouth. He held the cut part in both hands, his body retreated a few steps, and finally his knees softened. Kneeling on the ground
"Go to hell!" Jacques cut off the head of this Gaul with a knife. The bright red blood was shot out by jī 冇,
"Kill, don't leave one!" Jacques De's war knife flicked to the ground, and the red blood bead hit the ground like an arrow. The whole situation was completely dominated by the suddenly troubled Nakaruo Army, Gaul. The archer lifted the wooden bow in his hand in vain to block it, and the soldiers of the Central Army of the Central Army wielded their swords fiercely and chopped them into two with a bow. The distance between the two sides was too close, and the Gaul archers who were unfavorable in close combat were chopped down one after another. The soldiers of the Central Army of the Central Army slashed and slashed, and the archers screamed and fell to the ground one by one.
"Get in!" Jacques was the first to rush into the camp of the Eleventh Gaul Corps. A Gaul soldier was overturned by him and rolled backwards. He fell on the blood-red muddy street and was killed. People stepped on them without mercy.
The "enemy attack" sentry trembled and began to draw bows and arrows, but his hands were trembling, only one or two arrows were shot, and they had been struck close by a knife; a few Gaul soldiers equipped with melee weapons They tried to defend themselves, but they were quickly engulfed by the ocean of thousands of central troops, like a small wave under the storm disappearing into the giant sea, and they didn't even send out a bubble.
"Don’t be so polite, everyone!"
Gleda, the head of the left wing of the Gallic Army, walked to the middle seat with a cold face, and waved his hand behind him. The accompanying adjutant hurriedly sent the report of the violence area to every infantry regimental commander. Took a weird look,
Some of the infantry regiment leaders involved in the defense area turned ugly. They turned the report in their hands with pale faces, and appeared absent-minded.
"Everyone has read the report, I won't talk about nonsense, the order from the legionary department, the violence* must be subdued within three days! What do you think?" Gleda grumbled grimly. Close the report in hand,
"It is impossible to quell the rebellion within three days!"
The infantry commanders under the bowed their heads and talked with each other. This rebellion was too sudden, and there was a prairie fire almost before the reaction. The violence caused the paralysis of local affairs, and some camps also suffered. After the shock, there were even incidents of soldiers being attacked by rioters, making everyone in the riot* area at risk.
The army has been under total martial law, but there are too many people involved in the violence. First, it was a small number of residents in the city, and then spread to the entire area. The garrison has been activated, but in the face of tens of thousands of mobs, the local army is also helpless. At a loss.
"My lord, the violence involved this time* has 6 cities and nearly 180,000 people." The 15th Infantry Regiment Commander Hepburne first stood up from his seat with a gloomy expression, and said hesitantly, "And violent. *The reason is that the food shops on the market were closed, the citizens could not buy food, and people were starving to death on the street. At this time, some military officers even took the opportunity to drive up food and sell military rations at high prices. I think it is possible to arrest these problematic officers and release some food, so that the mood of the mob will naturally calm down! Especially for senior officers involved in this matter, we should be more strict!"
" It’s a joke. When the war is over, you don’t think about how to deal with the enemy, but you are proposing to arrest officers who are loyal to the empire. Are you afraid of causing turmoil before the war? "A flat-headed middle-aged infantry regiment. Long, the corners of the mouth sneered in disdain,
The retorted infantry regimental commander was called Lucaster. It was the commander of the 11th Step Corps in the city where the violence originated. It is said that Lucaster traveled from the rear by virtue of his relationship with the Kyoto giants. The province transferred a large number of grains to be sold at high prices in the Rusty area, and cruelly suppressed grain smuggled in through other channels, which eventually led to the formation of violence.
" Today’s rebellion came about because of someone like Your Excellency who is only profitable! "Hepburn Lee looked at Lucaster with piercing eyes,
" What do you mean by this? Lucaster's face changed slightly, and he realized that everyone was looking at him with playful eyes. He panicked and clicked heavily on the table with his hands. "We are Soldiers, the duty of soldiers is to obey orders and eliminate danger for the empire! If innocent charges were added to loyal officers, who would fight for their lives to maintain the safety of the empire! "
" The danger in your mouth is hundreds of thousands of hungry ordinary civilians who watch their loved ones die every day! "Hepburn Li's eyes are full of anger, staring at Lucaster on the opposite side, and gritted his teeth. As a soldier, it’s hard not to think about the country, but it’s hard to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune in the country..."
"Violence *is violence*, no matter what the reason, it has already touched the bottom line of the empire" Lucaster stood up with a look of contempt
"Enough!"
Gledda interrupted the two people and continued their quarrel, and his eyes swept across the two angrily looking at each other coldly, and said coldly, "Stop the violence within three days*, this is the order of the Legion Department! Whether it is to hold the blame for the violence or to punish whoever is to be punished, that is all after this war, but now, we must let the violence calm down as soon as possible, at any cost"
" Do whatever it takes! "Hepburnley's face turned pale, and the infantry commanders who were sitting at the same time had a chill in their hearts. This is a prelude to the killing!
Gleda glanced at the crowd, his voice stopped, opened a folder in front of him, and said in a more serious tone, "I now announce the order of the Legion Headquarters. The Fourth, Seventh and Eleventh Local Infantry Regiments will enter In the violence area, in accordance with the laws of the Empire, the rioters will be arrested, and if they resist, they will be killed on the spot! The other ministries shall resolutely enforce the lockdown of the violence area, and shall not allow the violence to continue to expand to other areas! The signs of violence will be wiped out immediately, do you all understand?"
"Yes!" The infantry captains replied neatly, and the sound-vibrating conference room rumbling,
"Okay, the meeting is over!" Gleda said blankly, closed the documents in his hand, stood up and prepared to leave, "swiping" all the infantry captains stood up and just walked out of the door of the meeting room. , This army officer hurried up from the steps below, holding a report in his hand
"My lord, the emergency report of the violent area!" The officer came to Gleda and whispered with an ugly face
"Violence* area?" Gledda stopped walking to his office, and was taken aback unexpectedly. The officer's pale face flashed through his heart with an unknown premonition that it would not be the area of violence*. Expand it!
"Just got the report that in the violent Hitachi city, the 11th Infantry Regiment was attacked!" The officer took a deep breath and glanced left and right before he cautiously said, "Because there is no defense, the tenth In a rush, the corps was swept down by the mob. It is said that a large amount of food was found beyond imagination!"
"A large amount of food beyond imagination? The eleventh step corps station? It would not be the idiot Lucaster who put all the food raised from Kyoto in the barracks!" Gledda seemed to think of something, calmly His complexion also changed. His Majesty asked the rich and powerful people to donate food to the frontline army. The rich people took the opportunity to transport a large amount of food to the frontline and sell it at a high price. It is an open secret to sell food in the Rusty region because of the background. Involving many wealthy families in Kyoto, even the commander of the Gaul Sixth Army, Hasen Rambo, who is commanding the entire line, turned one eye and closed one eye.
" his subordinates think so too! "The officer said with an ugly face." The eleventh step corps is currently launching a counterattack, but the mob that has occupied the arsenal has beaten it back and is still in a stalemate! The eleventh step The Corps requested reinforcements"
"Reinforcement? There is even a face to call reinforcements? Those stupid bastards, what kind of army are Lucaster's idiots! "Gledda heard that the dignified infantry regiment was overwhelmed by a mob. Why did the matter fall to his own head, thinking of the impact behind this incident, Gledda also began to worry, this pool is too muddy, all the food was shipped from Kyoto, that is the richest family in Kyoto. Such a huge consortium, once the anger of food loss is vented on its own head, its development in the military will be over.
" This news must be sealed, and Lucaster can be found for me!" Gretel took a deep breath and calmed himself down. If it's just a mob, it's not completely irreparable. Yes, the office door is pushed open from the outside
" My lord, are you looking for a small one?" Lucaster walked in with a flattering look
" Take a look for yourself! "Gleda angrily sat on the leather armchair behind the desk, threw away the report he had received, and relentlessly hit the Lucaster picture to make people live. On the bored face, Gledda was cold, but at least he was still a more traditional soldier. He only pursued the concept of sacrifice in exchange for victory. But Lucaster is different. The 11th Regional Infantry Regiment is from the Kyoto area and can become a local garrison officer in such a sensitive area. Lucaster relies on the background of Kyoto and is a rare station in the bustling Kyoto area. You don’t need too high a threshold to enter the local army with mixed qualifications. Most of the soldiers and officers of the Eleventh Corps are the local nobles near Kyoto, and the descendants of the nobles.
"This is?"
Lucaster picked up the report with a confused look, glanced at him, suddenly stupid, impossible~IndoMTL.com~Absolutely impossible! There are 2,000 soldiers in my own station. How could it be destroyed by a group of mobs? The most **** thing is that these mobs discovered their food hidden in the barracks! It's over, it's dead, thinking of the owner behind the grain, "pop" the report fell from Lucaster's hand to the ground, Lucaster's face was as gray as death
"I’ll give you three thousand more reinforcements from the headquarters to clean things up! I don’t want to hear similar reports again. "Gleda took a deep breath and waved to him
What does " mean?" Lucaster asked in a dazed expression before he could react.
Gretel looked at Lucaster, who was completely sluggish, and thought that this idiot who didn't have any responsibility was putting himself on the anger of the capital of Kyoto, and the low voice of anger suddenly came from the teeth. Squeeze out
"I’m not interested in who owns the food, but I don’t want to be dragged to death together, do you know?"
" Yes, the subordinates will go back to deal with it! "Lukastor recovered his senses, shrank his head in fright, and ran out of the office scramblingly
" is really an annoying guy, I hope this is just an accident! "Gleda rubbed his swollen temples with both hands, and leaned against the leather chair with exhaustion, feeling the inclusiveness of the leather sofa. Close your eyes slowly,
Outside the window, the gloomy sky flashed a silver electric light, which was a precursor to the rainstorm, and white lines began to slide down from the sky (to be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote Recommended tickets, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation. )