Power and Empire Chapter 196: Snow of Huboraban
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Heavy snow fell from the sky quickly. Large swaths of snowflakes covered the corpse of the Marquis du Acre. It seemed that the heavens were crying for the fall of a hero. The fat man hesitated for a while beside the corpse of the Marquis du Acre,
As the same clan, the Dueck family helped themselves at a critical moment. Looking at the grandfather Duke Dueck, the fat man finally gave up his plan to cut off the head of the Marquis Dueck, so that he could keep it. The last dignity of the nobility was buried, at this time. The Samor Guards Cavalry, who entangled with the noble army cavalry, rushed up from behind.
"Bring the corpse back to Kyoto as soon as possible and return it to Duke Dueck!" The fat man took the sharp sword back into the scabbard and pointed to the corpse of Marquis Duecky. The sound of fighting on the mountain road has subsided, and the noble army The corpse was lying on the mountain road in all directions, and the Ten Thousand Noble Army was smashed by the Samor light cavalry. The narrow road made it difficult for the Noble Army to expand despite the number of advantages. It was swiftly under the wave of the Samor cavalry. The landslide collapsed, and the Samor light cavalry once again made brilliant achievements in this campaign. The noble army killed more than a thousand people in battle, and killed thousands of people from trampling. "Thousands of people surrendered. The rest fled to the northern mountainous area.
Northern Hubor Laban, Chisedis Fortress, the heavy snow outside spreads a thick layer of whiteness on the fortress, and the towering Daborat Snow Mountain is vaguely seen in the distance, and the flaming bonfires take photos of the fortress hall. Bright red, here is the dividing line between the Hubolaban and the northern Stian family territory, and the early arrival of the northern cold wave made the natural defense line on the dividing line of the Kildoch River freeze in advance.
In order to suppress the possible changes in the Northern Stian family, Fatty led 18,000 people from his army to be stationed here. The army of Crolithart Hill and the northern army of Caesar Sauron were ordered to return to their garrison for rest. It just ended. In the battle of Hubor Laban, the Ten Thousand Noble Army was almost completely destroyed. But Samer also paid the price of thousands of casualties.
"My lord, you are not trustworthy!"Saron walked in from the outside covered in blizzard, and the heavy snow dyed his eyebrows white. He patted the snowflakes off his body as he walked. Squatting on the side of the campfire, "I’m not saying that the latest 20-door Thor type will be equipped with my tenth banner first. How can I assign it to Master Statunko’s Southern Army in a blink of an eye, your lord? Eccentric, I am not satisfied with such a decision.
"Why? Are you still not convinced? I haven't asked you to settle the matter the last time!" The fat man saw that Saraon still had a straight-forward temper, stood up from the stove, his face solemnly said, "This time, the Thunder God type is made. Of course, the gate must be rationed to the places where it is most needed. Could it be handed over to you to fry fish in this ice and snow!"
"My lord, that was just to test the power of Thor." Saron's cheeks flushed slightly. In his spare time, Salong did use Thor to fry fish, and was severely criticized by the fat man, but he was still unconvinced, "What is needed in the South? The entire South is our Samer's territory. Give it to the South. It’s better to hand it over to us as the corps’ decorations. It’s windy and snowy outside, and it’s difficult to supply and transport. Brothers, don’t you be idle and panic. That thing is fried and fried a lot. It will relieve everyone’s boredom and improve everyone. Taste, eating skin-raising bread every day, the bird smell fades out of my mouth!"
"You are free to panic! It's okay to ask Thor, I'll give you ten doors, each with 10,000 gold coins, and I will deduct them from your military expenses when I look back." The fat man glared at Salon unceremoniously, and Saron wanted to buckle. Military expenses. I panicked immediately and waved his hand quickly, "No more, I don't want it! My military expenses are not enough for ten items."
"Stop talking nonsense, that's it! Don’t let you break a little blood, don’t remember anything." The fat man waved to the sad-faced Saron. "If you panic, follow me to see the progress of road construction, this In winter, we must repair the roads of Hubor Laban. If it is still in tatters, it will be a quagmire when it rains. I withdrew your banner leader!"
"Don't worry, this lord!" Saraon patted his chest and said with a smug expression, "The road to Kyoto has been built to the thirteenth continuous fort, and it can be fully completed in ten days at most. Thanks to the noble army. Help the captives. In order to earn enough money to redeem their lives, those guys are really not ordinary. They don’t rest on snowy days. If there is that kind of fierce fighting in the war, it is really a problem that we want to win!"
"Isn't it, so fast?" The fat man also looked surprised. In order to build the road to the north as soon as possible, the fat man sent all the more than 10,000 prisoners of the noble army to repair the road, including food and shelter, when the road was built. When I can go home, I thought it would take at least a month, but I didn't expect it to be only half. month. It’s almost done.
It turns out that the noble army prisoners all know that their hometown has re-divided the land. As long as they hand in a small amount of grain, they can get a piece of land of their own. Whoever is in the mood to stay here, one by one, is like a chicken blood. Busy building roads under the heavy snow, I have a bit of spirit to conquer the heavens.
"Your boy's words are half true and false from the scene, I can't believe it all!" The fat man's doubtful eyes rolled around on Salong's body, and he looked at Salong's heart, and he could only smile at the corners of his mouth. . The fat man waved to the guard, took a thick fox fur cloak from the guard, and put it on his body, "Go, follow me to see, I only trust my own eyes!" The cold wind swept across his face with snowflakes. Come. The gloomy sky was covered with dark clouds, and the fat man shivered right away. The goose-feather-like snow dyed the big snow white, and the dense pine forest was covered with a thick layer, and walked south along the fortress of Chissius. , It took only half an hour to set foot on a relatively smooth commercial road, the road was covered with heavy snow, horseshoes crushed the thin ice on the road.
"My lord, look." Salon strangled the horse anxiously, got down from the horse, swept away a large piece of snowflakes on the road with his feet, revealing the smooth road paved with rock fragments, with a face full of credit. Look, "I’m not wrong, this is all the rocks pulled from Dingjin Mountain. It is strong, thick and flat. Make sure that the carriage runs on top of it! You can cross Hubor Laban to the Northern Territory in one day.
"Well, it's okay." The fat man nodded slightly, and the four-meter wide pavement in front of him was large enough for lion carriages to drive side by side. Such a road basically met the requirements of the northern business line. He waved his hand to Salong, "Go, go to Shisanlianbao! This time! The heavy snow is coming so violently, the logistics problem of the army must be solved immediately, just to see if the materials transferred from Kyoto have arrived!"
"I knew that the adults didn't forget us!" As soon as Saraon heard that there were supplies, his eyes were bright, and he turned on his horse with joy. The snowflakes in the sky became more and more violent, and the sky was blowing dry snowflakes. The sky began to freeze, Fatty Feeling the snowflakes rushing towards the nose and cheeks, the heaven and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a strong light, shining on the snow-white plains, and only the falling snow forming a white slanted line in all directions, the whole day is hazy, and you can’t see it at all. Clear the way forward.
"My lord, it looks like we have encountered a blizzard!" Saron leaned over against the wind and snow, and the violent snow stained him into a snowman. "There is no way to go in such a big snow, we are still ahead. Let’s take a rest in Riocos Town, and wait until tomorrow’s weather is better before going to Thirteenth Lien!"
The fat man looked up at the sky, it was terribly dark. Thick dark clouds are layered down like piles of straw. Large and big hail hits the face with snowflakes. Looking at the posture, the more ferocious snow is still behind, "It's really a blizzard! The weather in the north is also Too bad!" The fat man frowned slightly. Most of Xiang Dajun's winter supplies have not arrived. Many soldiers are still wearing autumn uniforms. Fortunately, there are many forests in the north. While sending a large number of people to cut trees, while using the power of the business alliance, a large number of supplies were temporarily mobilized from Kyoto to the north.
But this sudden blizzard made the situation worse. The military situation was fierce. I hope that enough wood will be able to support it for a while, "Go, go to Rio Kos Town!" The fat man looked towards the little girl who could be seen faintly not far away. With a whip from the top of the town, more than a dozen people rushed into the gate of the town against the wind and snow. There was no one on the road in the town. The heavy snow made everyone in the town hide at home. There were a few shallow ruts on the white road. Yin, one, a humble tavern right at the entrance of the town, and the round wine bottle sign whirled in the cold wind, but for the fat people who were almost frozen, it was a heaven.
"This snow is too big!" The fat man patted the thick snow on his body, and his eyebrows were covered with ice in the cold weather. His expensive fox fur cloak mixed with snow was muddy, and his whole body was embarrassed. It was like the net was hugged by a dirty winter bear. Fatty network. When entering the tavern, he couldn’t wait to shout, "Boss! Ten glasses of the strongest wine! Don’t add water!"
There are not many people in the tavern. Most of them are nearby townspeople. On the northwest corner, there are a few people dressed as businessmen, each of them looks almost as stiff as the fat guys, and they are holding their wine glasses and grunting. It seems that the carriage outside belongs to them.
"Dear guest, this is the strongest blue root wine. Keep you warm." The tavern owner is a middle-aged man in his forties. He put ten glasses of blue spirits in front of the fat man. He lifted it up and took a big sip, a strange smell of violent rushing nose made the fat man's face roared red,
"Haha, am I right". The boss was very happy and saw the embarrassment of the fat man and his party. I deliberately asked the guy to move a brazier over again, and the warm heat made the fat man feel comfortable fighting in his limbs
"Are you from the Northern Territory?" The merchant in the northwest corner came over with a wine glass. The commercial road leading to the Northern Territory has not yet been opened. In this remote town, you can see a fellow on the same road. People, business people feel very novel,
None of the fat guys wore lock armor. In such severe cold weather, it takes more than a little courage to wear iron armor like ice on the road. Now the embarrassed attire is similar to that of ordinary merchants. No one would think that the noble Southern Governor would be here. Obviously, he was regarded by the merchants as the same kind.
"Yes, we are all from the Kurau region in the north". The fat man rolled his eyes, and the northern Kurau region was the territory of the Stian family. "The snowstorm outside is too big, let's come to avoid it."
"You are from the Kurau area! That's really great!" The merchant came interested~IndoMTL.com~ with a glass of wine, sat down and chatted with the fat man. It turned out that this was a caravan from the Omr region. The merchant's name was Jill John. He was originally a downcast little nobleman. With the occupation of the Omr region by Samor, Jill John sold his dilapidated farm and began to sell it. I started a businessman, but because of the low capital, the Omr area is far from the commercial capital of Riwading. Giljohn has never made any big money. This time I saw the Samor army occupy Hubor Laban and wanted to take advantage of other merchants. Before entering the Northern Territory, a business line was established first, and the net was loaded with goods in the Twelfth Fort. Before halfway through, there was a blizzard.
"Oh? What are you loading at Twelve Fortress? Is the cargo terminal there open to merchants?. Fatty's face changed slightly. Twelve Fortress cargo station is for military use and is not open to other merchants. This Let the fat man feel a hint of foreboding. He hurriedly said, "Can I see what kind of goods it is?" .
"It’s not a big deal! It’s just some winter cotton clothes." Jill John drank his face flushed and set his glass on the table. "Although the Twelve Fortress Cargo Terminal is for military use, it can also be used by business alliances. , I heard that a lot of supplies for the winter were shipped this time. I just walked the door and took out a little bit from it. This is not a secret in Twelve Lien Fort. As long as a warehouse officer reveals a little, it will be enough for us. Eat and drink for a while"
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