Power and Empire Chapter 1952: The river rushes (6)

The Gangfei Guard Cavalry who was crying on the ground suddenly stopped crying, as if thinking of something, swayed to his feet with the help of the nearby soldiers, and said to the officer eagerly, "My lord, please, please Report this news to your majesty immediately. The Falcons on the opposite side should be fleeing! Yes, I think for this reason, the opposing queen cavalry chased us all the way for thirty miles!"

The officer hesitated for a while, and somehow he didn't know how to answer, and he reported to the Emperor. Isn't this embarrassing himself? I am just a middle and lower-level officer in the Imperial Guard. I have a few ranks before I meet the emperor. From here to the emperor’s central army account, there are as many as three levels to pass along the way

The first two questions are not a problem. The guarding officer knows himself, and he only needs to ask him symbolically. The most difficult question is the third question, which is the responsibility of the guards who are responsible for the safety of the emperor. In the area, even the rank of guards standing guard is higher than that of middle- and lower-level officers like himself. And this news has not yet been confirmed. If it is determined afterwards that it was a fake news from the Falcon Army, and it is still a fake news that directly stabbed His Majesty the Emperor, with such a case, then his military career will be over,

"Lord Berlian. The ambush circle set up by the fifty thousand army may have been exposed to the sight of this northward Falcon Army. For the sake of Lord Sharad who died in the battle, please agree to it. You can’t die in vain!” The guard cavalry was covered in blood, and suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of him, his body swayed a few times, his face pale and pale. It seems to be fainting immediately

The young officer called Perian was taken aback, and the situation pushed him to the cusp of the storm. "There is no room for rejection!" The officer smiled bitterly to himself and looked all over his eyes. The imploring guard cavalry. Gritted his teeth, bit his scalp and nodded and said

"Okay, I promise you, I will report this to your Majesty immediately! Your injury cannot be delayed. You must be treated immediately. If there is a loss due to the injury, it is impossible to justify anyway."

"So. Thank you Lord Berlian!" There was a smile on the guard cavalry's face, his expression loosened, his pupils were dilated, tired and exhausted. The cavalry really fainted, and the officer held him back, his face solemnly and loudly told the troops to go to the doctor,

Soon, the doctors in the army arrived and checked the wounds of several Janissaries cavalry.

"What a fate. The arrow avoids the chest and important parts. It should be fainting caused by excessive bleeding! Find a place immediately and take out the arrow, otherwise problems will occur!" Sixty-year-old man. Squatting down and using a white cloth to wipe off the blood on one of the guards’ wounds torn by arrow clusters,

Looking at the wound of the rolled meat, sweat beads on the forehead

Berlian asked his subordinates to clear a table in a nearby tent, and everyone worked together to lift the fainted guard cavalry onto the table

The military doctor solemnly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and opened his hand to a young man who appeared to be an apprentice behind him, "put that thing down!"

Everyone's breathing stopped when they heard the words of the military doctor, even Berlian,

They all looked at the apprentice carefully putting down the iron box that straddled him,

The box looks heavy, and when it hits the ground, there is a metal shaking sound. As the box opens, a row of tools are exposed inside, a small silver saw with serrated teeth, a long sterling silver clip, and even a sharp The cut of the axe is also hot with silver. Seeing that the tools worn by the military doctor are very professional, Berlian breathed a sigh of relief.

The European country does not yet have a specialized military medical system. The so-called military doctors in the Congolese army and even the Obama area are temporary recruitment of local doctors before the war. Doctors generally take a more direct approach to trauma, if it is an arrow injury. , I saw off a piece of the arrow handle, and then used a clip to take out the arrow. If it was a limb injury, it would be amputation. This time it was simpler. Just take out the arrow. In order to be cautious, the military doctors let Berlian’s subordinates pass out with a rope. The Janissaries cavalry had their hands and feet fixed on the four corners of the table before they drove everyone out of the tent

"Okay, it's already crowded! I need to be quiet, and the wounded also need it, unless you want him to die!"

The old military doctor seemed a little impatient. Taking arrows or cutting off the limbs of the wounded is a kind of empathy for ordinary soldiers. There are strict orders in the army to prevent the soldiers from seeing these, so as not to affect the military spirit. And morale

Less than ten seconds after Perrian walked out of the tent, he heard a terrible cry from the tent, and the faces of everyone outside changed. The feeling was like being dropped on the skin by a hot soldering iron. Feel

"Good luck, brother! That's all I can do!"

Berlian raised his head and looked to the sky, praying in his heart. In the Obaro continent, most countries believe that silver can resist scurvy caused by wound infection. Although it may not be useful, it is at least psychologically implied. This is the surgical operation of this era. Often less than half of the wounded in the war can survive.

Brian walked back to his tent, put on his squadron captain's armor, looked down at the white bear battle flag flying in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the big tent in the center of the camp under the white bear battle flag. Go, as a peripheral officer, he knows how difficult it is to meet the emperor, but thinking of the Rashad squadron, which was almost wiped out, he decided to give it a try

"Berlian, where are you going?" The first pass is to the inner camp. The officer who guards the gate knows him. The two have a good relationship privately. The other party calls him by his name.

"I have some urgent matters to report to above!" Berlian replied

"Above? Do you mean those people further inside? Berlian, you know how difficult it is to do this!" The officer's face became a little weird, and he looked up and down.

"I think so, although I don't want to go either! But if I promised someone else, I always need to do it." Berlian sighed helplessly

"Actually, I also saw it just now. If it’s about the cavalry, I think it’s better for you to find their superiors directly. They belong to the Guards system! And we..." The officer was a little hesitant. Say it again

"Thank you for your reminder. I think so too, so I went to find them!" Berlian shrugged his shoulders

"Well, okay. Go ahead!" The officer on the opposite side waved his hand to the men behind him. I patted him on the shoulder, "Good luck, brother!"

Pass the first level. Perrian quickened his pace. The camp of the inner camp was the camp of the guards. Perrian passed by a group of guards soldiers who were training, and soon reached the second checkpoint. The guard officer here is a guard squadron commander of the same level as him, but there is a golden olive leaf on the helmet logo,

This shows that the squadron captain belongs to the real guard officer of the Janissaries,

The guard officer stood in front of him with a cold face, and glanced over the squadron captain's sign on the shoulders of Berlian. His face looked slightly better. "Squadron Captain, don't you know the rules of the camp?" As the captain of the perimeter, you are not qualified to come here!"

The guard officer’s mouth was full of obvious contempt, and his scorching eyes felt uncomfortable. Berlian hesitated before saying respectfully, "My lord. I have an urgent matter to meet with General Rashad. "General Rashad is the father of the captain Rashad who died in the battle, a senior general in the Guards,

Belian thought about it on the road just now. It’s impossible for him to meet the noble emperor with such an identity, but this Rashad-sama should have such full power as a senior general of the Guards. Li'an is going to find the Lord Rashad first, and then let Lord Rashad go to His Majesty the Emperor. This will reduce the difficulty a lot." As long as the news reaches His Majesty the Emperor, his promise will be fulfilled!" Think so

" Lord Sharad was summoned by His Majesty for a meeting." The guard officer's face was still cold, his tone was rather playful, and his perfunctory expression was obvious. Most of the requests from peripheral officers like Perian were to find someone. The adult suit is almost,

"When will your lord be back?" asked Berlian

"I don’t know, I’m afraid you won’t see him either! Go back, if I see him, I’ll tell him," the guard officer’s mouth curled slightly and said with contempt, "and I advise you In one sentence, you can assume any position with any ability, thinking too much is an extravagant hope!"

"Haha! Look at the fool from an outlying camp in Nali!" There was a roar of laughter from some passing officers around.

A trace of anger flashed across Berlian’s face, and the fingers of both hands were tightly clasped together. If he hadn’t thought of his promise, he would have turned around and left. The guards have been looking down on outlying officers for a long time. Speaking to myself in this tone is because it is the same in the Imperial Guard system, and the status of outlying officers and guard officers are very different.

Most of the outlying officers are troops drawn from various armies, and their status is somewhat similar to that of the subordinate troops in the Imperial Guard.

And only the Guards are the real Emperor's Guards, the same class, but in terms of identity, it is as big as the difference between pure gold and gilt gold, and some guards who consider themselves proud, claim It is a shameless act of stealing that peripheral officers enjoy the title of the Imperial Guard just like themselves.

"Why, don’t you understand? The guards officer urged him to leave again, let’s go, this is not the place where your despicable race should come, just stay on the periphery, why bother The smell is spread everywhere!",

"Yes, what kind of position can be held by any ability. If you take off the coat of your wealthy family, I don't know what kind of position can be held by your ability!"

Berlian smiled without anger, took a deep breath, held back the anger in his heart, and said to the guard officer who was full of contempt, "A newcomer who has never really been on the battlefield, but here Brazenly denounce a captain who beheaded more than ten people, in fact, the taste above is nothing more than that,

"It's all filled with a scent of decadence! The sword in the scabbard like yours has never seen blood. I don't know how much there is!" Belian's nose twitched.

"Bold, are you looking for death!"

The guard officer furiously held the upper saber in his hand. He didn't expect that he would be humiliated by a lower-level officer,

"I am a soldier, I am not used to drawing swords at my own people!"

Berlian turned around disregardingly, and said loudly as he walked, "And I'm just here to tell the news, so please tell your Excellency to General Sharad. Just now I got the news that his son, Captain Pokha Shaad, died in the Warto Fortress. ! And the Falcon Army in the fortress of Wattau abandoned the fortress and its whereabouts are unknown!"

"Asshole. You are drunk and confused. What Captain Sharad died in the Warto Fortress? What are you kidding me? This morning. Captain Sharad came from here..." The guard officer's angry face suddenly became angry. Frozen for a moment. The voice stopped suddenly, yes. The Shaad Squadron that should be returning has no shadow until now, and the task of Sharad Squadron is to closely monitor the movement of the Wato Fortress

"Could it be!" The guard officer's face changed

"Come here, stop him!" the guard officer yelled in panic. A group of guards rushed out and stopped Berlian,

Soon, General Sharad came here with a solemn look. He didn't go to any meeting. The reason for rushing here is that if the news is true, it is no small matter. The Falcon Army, whose son died in battle and occupying the Wato Fortress, withdrew quietly. The significance represented by it was enough to affect the movement of the entire ambush, and even shake the overall situation of the entire battle

He resisted the shock in his heart and listened to what Berlian reported carefully

The guard general of the Gangfei Empire. Immediately sent someone to the outlying camp to confirm the authenticity. Soon, the sent person found the injured Janissary Guard cavalry, and learned about the incident. After listening to the report, Sharad was silent for a full minute.

The Sharad family is a well-known military commander family from the Gangfei Empire. There used to be an empire marshal, eleven generals, and Wu Xun hehe. At this moment, he feels a lot older.

Pokasharad, who died in battle, was his eldest son. He was the heir who wanted to inherit his title and military position. He missed him very much, his character was firm, his commanding ability was outstanding, and his performance in the army was also impressive. Given time to train, he must be an outstanding military general. In the eyes of the old Sharad, his son has the potential to become the marshal of the empire, but now. . . . . .

Rashad closed his eyes, resisted the grief in his heart, took a deep breath, and said, "Thank you for sending such important information. I will report this to your Majesty immediately!"

He is a mighty-looking general, and he walks with a gust of wind that belongs to a fierce general. He thinks that heirs who have been infused with countless hard work have turned into a corpse, and he doesn’t even know where the bones are. Every step that the gangster takes toward the emperor’s military tent, his heart is dripping blood,

"Your Majesty, Lord Rashad, the third commander of the Guards, please see me!" The royal attendant's voice sounded at the door.

"Let him in!"

The little emperor is leaning on a brown-red chair, looking at a record in his hand. It is the diary of the former emperor, belonging to the royal secret file. Whenever he feels confused, the little emperor hopes to be able to Looking for the strength to sustain him from inside, in this diary, he saw how his father, the former Emperor Gangfei, stepped onto the throne of Emperor Gangfei from a prince who was not in the succession sequence.

Most of the objects that boys naturally worship are their own fathers,

The same is true for the little emperor. In many places, his performance has begun to show his father’s staunch demeanor, and he has also inherited the habit of the predecessor Gangfei emperor who fought and ignored the future, such as the ambush in the north. The Falcon Army, he only thought of eating this Falcon Army and regaining the lost southern coast of Gangfei, but he did not expect that Gangfei without a navy would want to retake the southern coast is a joke.

"At least it is strategically feasible! You need to pay attention to the implementation!" Military Secretary Marcos still appreciates this ambush plan. As a teacher of the little emperor's military affairs, he is very pleased with such students. After all, the little emperor is only seven years old!

"Qing Rashad, what's the matter with you?" Feeling a rush of hot wind brought by the incoming guards, the little emperor unexpectedly put down the diary in his hand,

In his impression, this empire’s upright and strong man has the unique golden curls of the Salad family, sword-like eyebrows, and his eyes give people a feeling of flame burning, and he has a burly figure. Rushan, this feeling is like a blond lion squatting in front of him, always making the little emperor feel a little unnatural, what a fierce person!

"Your Majesty, your subordinates have just received a report that the Falcon Army may have abandoned the Wato Fortress and are rushing away from the encirclement of our army!" Rashad's tall body knelt down on one knee, with his hands on his chest and walking towards the emperor. A military salute, said solemnly, the vibrating military account humming

"What? How is this possible, are you sure that the news is reliable?" The little emperor stood up in shock after ~IndoMTL.com~ with a startled expression,

This time, the 50,000 guards set ambush, and they are ready to determine the overall situation through this battle. If the Falcon army marching northward runs away, the whole battle will enter a relatively lingering period. For the current logistics, it has already arrived. For Gang Fei Chaotang, who is the red line, a breakthrough in the short term is no different from defeat!

"It should not be wrong. In order to bring this news back, Inuzi gave his life for the country!" Rashad's face was dim, his voice trembling with a hint of imperceptible replied

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect..." The little emperor looked embarrassed and looked a little hastily. Rashad's son, he had seen a very handsome and energetic young man,

I personally bestowed the saber on the young man's squadron captain. There are fewer than ten in the guard. Rashad, who had always been serious at the time, smiled from ear to ear. The little emperor was envious. If his father could show himself such a cheerful smile, it would be a touching thing

"Your Majesty does not need to apologize. I, the Rashad family for generations, have already regarded the death of war as glory and belonging!" Rashad said with a touch of emotion, "Now organizing troops to pursue the pursuit is the most important issue. , Otherwise, once the Falcon Army completely get rid of us, then this battle will be completely abandoned!"