Chapter 136: Intelligence in the Camp
"Hurry up and clean up the spoils, count the casualties, what are you still doing here?" Richard found that the idlers who were watching the excitement were not scattered, and he raised his voice and began to drive people away, "And the prisoners, what about the prisoners? Pay attention to the officers and soldiers, and report the results!"
Seeing that the commander had a tendency to be furious and scolding, the big-headed soldiers ran away in disgrace.
"The captives are already being gathered. Bust said. As the only career officer present, the regular post-war treatment was like eating and drinking water for him, and he didn't need to think extra much at all.
"Very well, did you ask where the Legionnaire is located?" Richard asked new questions with a speed that was clearly beyond Buster's ability to solve, and he scratched his scalp and spread his hands:
"This ...... It's not time yet. ”
"What are you looking for?" said Berderick, a stupid question, who responded with a roll of Richard's eyes.
"For the robbery of ......" Lord Lord saw that his face actually showed a look of sudden realization, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's strange, of course, it's to search for important information and documents, that's the most valuable loot." ”
"Eighty percent of the camp is in the original mayor's mansion, but where is the mayor's mansion?" Richard looked around, and all he saw were the same shabby and low stone houses, and he didn't find any of them that looked particularly spacious, "What about Dracula?"
He thought that the Stuarts should be familiar with Stuart architecture. As it turned out, there was some truth to this idea, and Dracula nodded yes when he arrived, and led the group to start walking through the rough stone road.
It was only at this time that Richard discovered that many frightened eyes could be seen behind the cracks in the doors and walls on both sides of the road, which meant that there were still many civilians in the town of Chakesh. Whenever this group of heavily dressed Pompeii passed by, a slight commotion and whimpering could be heard.
"What's so strange about that. Bust shrugged his shoulders and looked surprised, "Even if there was a dismissal before the war, there will always be people who have nowhere to go but choose to stay, and the number may be far greater than you think." ”
"If the itinerary allows, it can let the soldiers grab a handful and enjoy it, after all, the siege losses are not small. ”
Richard nodded noncommittally, he also knew that after the bitter battle, raiding was almost the norm today. However, he certainly would not allow his men to participate, and it had nothing to do with morality or mercy, simply because raiding would undermine the discipline and arrogance of the army itself, and it would be difficult to prohibit it once it had begun.
"Doesn't the knight have mercy on the weak?" Although Bédrick was an outlier among the upper nobles, he had not been involved in much war after all, and it was obviously not easy for him to openly talk about robbing civilians.
"Knights are meant to show mercy to the weak, but only knights, and the big-headed soldiers are not knights. Bust shook his head.
He was embarrassed to say that when such a thing really happened, it was definitely not uncommon for knights or even higher-ranking nobles to participate.
............
The mayor's residence in Chakesh is located roughly in the middle of the town, and it is so shabby that it does not look like an official residence, and it is not much different from the surrounding houses, and it is almost impossible to distinguish if it were not for the copper nameplate nailed to the door.
There was no doubt that this was a makeshift camp, because there were still a few Stuart swordsmen standing guard at the moment, and it was probably too late to know that the entire griffon's ambition had been defeated. They were quite brave, but the result was nothing more than being knocked down by the accompanying barbarians, and they were accompanied by their former comrades-in-arms on the road.
Richard kicked open the door and walked in, and there was a large hall in front of the door. It was covered with a thick layer of woolen carpet, and it was too soft to step on. There were a few pieces of white porcelain scattered on such a soft carpet, and it is conceivable that the owner must have been very angry at that time, so that he could break the precious porcelain cup through the carpet.
The surrounding furniture is very thoughtful, the materials are exquisite and finely worked, all the metal fittings seem to be made of gold and silver, and are also inlaid with large and small red and green gems, which is magnificent and extravagant.
All this was incompatible with the poor walls and roofs, and needless to say, it must have been the property brought by the Legion Commander himself.
Richard saw a half-drunk bottle of cider on the table, took it and put it under his nose and sniffed it.
"The wine is really good, and I can enjoy it. He pouted and put it back in.
On the wall facing the door hung an oversized version of the military map, and Richard walked to the wall to look closely, except for the slight difference in text, it was almost exactly the same as the military map of Pompeii. He first found the town of Chakesh, and then soon found that the map had a charcoal outline of the path of the forward troops, indicating that the other side had indeed noticed it several days earlier.
"Boss, why don't you mark our own allies?" a barbarian warrior asked stupidly as he stood beside the lord.
"If he marks it, we won't be able to see it now?" Richard said, shaking his head helplessly, "Take this map roll with you." ”
"Look, I've found Kumon. Bédric rushed out of the side room with a few pieces of paper in his hand.
Richard stretched out his hand and took it and began to read, the pages were not long, and the grammar was not difficult to understand, but the more he read, the more frowning he became.
"What a sight of the undead, can Stuart's command be chaotic like this?"
Judging from the contents of several official documents, Griffon Ambition and Blood Knight had to run back and forth on the road because they received several conflicting orders in a row, and finally they were blocked in Chakesh and could not move.
Even bare-ass children live in mud and fight, they can't hesitate back and forth, and if they want to win, they have to find the right target and be ruthless. Richard couldn't believe that Stuart was such a big country with a deep foundation that he would do stupid things that were not as good as children!
He even suspected that the few official documents in his hand were fraudulent and misleading, but after thinking about it, it was impossible - the griffin's ambition and dozens of blood knights were powerful, so how could he leave a few fake official documents with the idea of failure.
"Look here. As a member of the royal family, Béderick had never eaten pork but the pig ran a lot, and he divided the official document into two copies and pointed to the end and said: "This one is issued by the Council of Ministers, and these are issued by the court, and the sources are fundamentally different." However, these tickets issued by the palace are also contradictory to each other, and I can't understand them, I really can't understand them. ”
"Hurry up and pass a copy to the rear with a letter falcon. Richard patted his head, "By the way, ask if we're going to move on or stay and rest." ”
"I found Capet's private letter raft. Bust ran out with a few envelopes in his hands like a treasure, and the tip of his nose was full of beads of sweat due to excessive excitement, "His Majesty the 'Mad King' of Stuart actually began to interfere with the command at will, God bless Pompeii!"