Power and Empire Chapter 1665: Empire vs. Empire (4)

The left wing of the Gaul Army, where the 11th local infantry regiment is stationed, the city is established

Heavy rain fell from the sky, and the raindrops of Baisè hit the ancient city walls. Pedestrians were almost invisible on the streets. As the core of the riots, there is rarely a sense of order here, and no report mentions 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, with a trace of weirdness. These people are not citizens of Licheng, and most of the residents have never seen these people.

Some people have speculated that it was the people from the southern region of Rusti who came with the evacuated 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 to The burning outside the city has been going on for more than ten days, and the flames of burning corpses outside the city pierced people's hearts 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.

When the riots happened, for the residents of Rìlicheng, 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

The Captain of the Fourth Squadron of the Falcon zhōngyāng Army Falcon Regiment, Jacquesd, is walking on the road to the local army station.

The entire squadron of 1,400 people, mixed in the refugees, passed the defense zone of the station almost without hindrance,

The first time I entered the Gaul defense zone, I saw the granary on the west side of the city.

The tall circular grain storage silos are five or six meters high and stand one after another. It's densely packed, and it's impossible to count how many there are at a time.

These granaries are far above the residential buildings in the city and 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,

On the high city wall, the officer is shouting the password loudly, and the archer troops are lifting the jǐng ring outside the camp. The team came down from the walkway of the city wall.

"These guys again, it's really annoying!"

A Gaul sentinel took a look here, and turned away indifferently. There are too many refugees, who will take care of it.

Jacques was dressed in a dirty linen, walked in front of the team, bowed his head, and several subordinates kept making eyes on him. Indicate that now is a good opportunity to start,

Jacques halted, took a look, and felt that the opportunity is indeed good now. But he held it back,

From the corner of his gaze, he saw that at the end of the team dressed as refugees, nearly one-third of the troops had not entered the defense zone.

He raised his head, his eyes flickering, and he scanned the Gaul camp. I took the opportunity to observe that the archers outside the camp were about four or five people, not the regular Gaul army, and there were not many soldiers in the barracks, and most of them should have gone out.

"The target seems completely unguarded!"

Jacques dejected his lips subconsciously. His team set off yesterday and crossed the sparse Gaul line of defense 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 the zhōngyāng army jīng Rui of more than fifteen squadrons has received the order to change clothes.

The order he received was to seize Rì Licheng. According to intelligence, the garrison of Rì Licheng was the Eleventh Gaul Corps, with a headquarter of less than 2,000 people. According to the strength of the zhōngyāng army, in the case of a surprise attack Enough to deal with,

At the gate of the barracks,

Jacques took a look at the almost defenseless camp gate, coughed in a low voice, and whispered to "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." God Jacques sighed with trepidation, staring at the surrounding companions. The zhōngyāng army, dressed as a refugee, clenched the weapon in the salute package silently, and stared at the few. Gaul soldiers who don’t know the catastrophe is coming

"Have you heard, if you don't let go, you will arrest them all! You untouchables!" The Gaul officer was still swearing arrogantly.

"Hands!" A loud whistle overwhelmed all the chaos on the street. In an instant, thousands of zhōngyāng army soldiers equipped with refugees were unsheathed at the same time, "Kill!" A thunderous roar, for an instant, The storm of flesh and blood was set off.

The soldiers of the zhōngyāng army roared and rushed to the nearby Gaul archers. Before the Gaul archers even had time to take out their weapons, they opened their eyes in terror and looked at the enemy coming, 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 shout was not over yet, the sword in Jacques's hand struck a **** cold light, chuckle! 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 slashed off the head of the Gaul with a knife, and the scarlet blood came out with a sigh of excitement,

"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 attacked zhōngyāng army, Gaul bows and arrows. In vain, his hand raised the wooden bow in his hand, trying to block it. The soldiers of the zhōngyāng army wielded their swords violently 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 zhōngyāng army slashed down like a hurricane, and the archers screamed and fell to the ground one by one.

"Rush in!" Jacques was the first to rush into the camp of the Eleventh Gaul Corps. A Gaul soldier was slashed and rolled backwards. He fell on the blood-red muddy street and was People stepped on them without mercy.

The "enemy attack" sentry trembled and began to draw bows and arrows, but his hands trembled, and only one or two arrows came out. Has been slammed close to the end; a few Gaul soldiers equipped with melee weapons tried to defend themselves, but they were quickly swallowed by the sea of ​​thousands of zhōngyāng troops, like a small wave under a storm disappearing in In the giant waves, they didn't even emit a bubble.

"Don't be so polite, everyone!"

Glaida, 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 quickly sent a report of the rioting area to every infantry regiment. sè gave a weird look,

The faces of some of the infantry regiment leaders involved in the defense area became ugly, and they turned the report in their hands pale and absent.

"Everyone has read the report. I won't talk any more nonsense. The order from the Legion Department says that the riot must be subdued within three days! What do you think?" Gledda sighed with a deep sigh on his face. Close the report in hand,

"It is impossible to quell the rebellion within three days!"

The commanders of the infantry regiments lowered their heads to discuss with each other. This rebellion was so sudden that there was a prairie fire almost before the reaction, and the riots paralyzed local affairs. Some camps have also been hit, and there have even been incidents of soldiers being attacked by rioters, making everyone in the rioting area at risk.

The army has been fully martial law. However, too many people participated in the riots, first a few residents in the city, and then spread to the entire area, and the garrison has already been activated. But in the face of tens of thousands of mobs, the local army was at a loss.

"My lord, there are 6 cities involved in the riot this time. There are nearly 180,000 people." The 15th Infantry Regiment Commander Hepburn stood up from his seat with a depressed face, and said hesitantly, "And the riots 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 the food and sold the military rations at high prices. Yes, I think these problematic officers can be arrested and part of the food released, 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. The war is about to come. 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 not afraid of causing turmoil before the war?" A flat-headed middle-aged infantry regiment Long, the corners of the mouth are poking in disdain,

The rebuttal commander of the infantry was called Lucaster. It was the commander of the Eleventh Step Corps in the city where the original riots were located. It is said that Lucaster relied on his relationship with the capital of Kyoto to travel from the rear. Large quantities of grain were transferred and sold at high prices in the Rusty area, and brutal suppression of grain smuggled in through other channels eventually led to the formation of riots.

"It is because of someone like your Excellency who is only profitable that there is today's rebellion!" Hepburne 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. It is a soldier, and the duty of a soldier is to obey orders and eliminate danger for the empire! If innocent accusations were added to loyal officers, who would fight 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!" Hepburne's eyes were full of anger, staring at Lucaster on the opposite side, gritted his teeth and said, "Body As a soldier, I don’t think about the difficulties of the country, but take the opportunity to make a fortune in the country..."

"A riot is a riot, no matter what the reason, it has already touched the bottom line of the empire" Lucaster stood up with a look of contempt

"Enough!"

Gleda interrupted the two men and continued the quarrel, and his eyes swept across the two angrily-looking subordinates coldly, and said coldly, "Stop the riot within three years, this is the order of the legionary department! No matter what! Whether to hold accountable for the riots or to punish whoever is to be punished is after the war, but now, we must let the riots calm down as soon as possible, at any cost"

"Do not hesitate any means!" Hepburnley's face turned pale, and the infantry commanders who were sitting also felt 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 accented tone, "I now announce the order of the legionary department. The fourth, seventh and eleventh local infantry regiments enter In riot areas, in accordance with the laws of the Empire, rioters will be arrested. In case of resistance, they will be killed on the spot! Other ministries shall resolutely enforce the blockade of the riot areas and shall not allow the riots to continue to expand to other areas! If there are signs of riots, immediately annihilate them. Do you all understand?"

"Yes!" The infantry captains replied neatly, the meeting room with vibrating voices rumbling,

"Okay, the meeting is over!" Gledda finished the command expressionlessly and closed the file in his hand. Standing up and preparing to leave, all the infantry captains stood up, and just walked out of the door of the meeting room, this army officer **** sè hurried up from the steps below, holding a report in his hand. /

"My lord, an emergency report from the riot zone!" The officer came to Gledda, whispering with an ugly face

"The riot zone?" Glaeda stopped walking to his office, and was taken aback unexpectedly. The officer had a pale face. Let him flash an inexplicable premonition, wouldn't it be that the area of ​​riots has expanded!

"Just got the report that in the riotous city, the eleventh local infantry regiment was attacked!" The officer took a deep breath. I glanced around, and then cautiously said, "Because it was unprepared, the eleventh step corps was in a hurry, and the camp was destroyed 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 will not be the idiot Lucaster who put all the food raised from Kyoto in the barracks!" Gledda seemed to think of something, calmly His face also changed for it, and his Majesty the emperor made a high-profile request to the rich and powerful to donate food to the frontline army. The giants took the opportunity to transport a large amount of food to the front line for high-priced sales. It is an open secret to sell food in the Rusty area, because the background involves many wealthy people in Kyoto, even the commander of the Gaul Sixth Army. Hasen Rambo also opened one eye and closed one eye,

"The subordinates think so too!" The officer said with an ugly face. "The Eleventh Step Corps is currently launching a counterattack, but it was beaten back by the mob who occupied the arsenal, and it is still in a stalemate! The eleventh! The infantry regiment requested reinforcements"

"Reinforcements? There is even a face to call reinforcements? Those stupid bastards, what kind of army is this idiot Lucaster!" 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, Gleda 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 coalition, once the anger of food loss is vented on its own head, its development in the military will be over.

"This news must be blocked and get Lucaster back to me!" Gretel took a deep breath and calmed himself down. If it's just a mob, it's not completely irreparable. After a while, The door of the office is pushed open from the outside

"My lord, are you looking for a little one?" Lucaster walked in flatly

"Look at it for yourself!" Gledda angrily sat on the leather armchair behind the desk, threw the report received in his hand over, and hit the Lucaster picture ruthlessly. 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 in confusion, glanced at it, suddenly stupid, impossible, 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 will give you three thousand more reinforcements from the headquarters~IndoMTL.com~ to clean things up! I don't want to hear similar reports again."Gleda took a deep breath and waved to him.

"What does your lord mean?" Lucaster asked in a daze before he could react.

Grett looked at Lucaster, who was completely sluggish, and thought that this idiot who didn't have any responsibility was putting himself on the angry fire of the capital of Kyoto, and the low voice of anger suddenly fell from his 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 and deal with it!" Lucaster recovered his senses, shrank his head in shock, and ran out of the office scramblingly

"What 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, a silver lightning flashed from the deep sky. This was a precursor to the rainstorm, and white lines began to slide down from the sky (to be continued...)