As Charlotte had expected, after an hour or two of intense firefighting, the gunfire from the opposite side gradually faded away, and it was obvious that the opposite side was slowly unable to support this attrition.

Seeing this, the attackers, led by the lead mercenaries, slowly moved forward step by step. As mercenaries with combat experience, they certainly know when to extend their advantage. And the other attackers, encouraged by these leading professionals, also rose in morale and pressed down as well.

As the distance got closer, the attacker's numerical superiority was more and more revealed, and under the continuous and greatly improved accuracy of the bullets, the room for the opposite side to return fire became smaller and smaller, and the skirmish was nearing its end.

After estimating that the distance was close enough, the leader of the mercenaries loudly ordered the others to continue firing again to suppress the counterattack from the opposite side, and then ordered his men to rush directly to settle the battle.

His men understood what the leader meant, and the attackers drew closer and closer to the low wall as they returned fire from the opposite side, and finally, with a chorus of shouts, the professional criminals stepped on the low wall, and then fought the peasants with bayonets and rifle butts.

With a cry of anguish, the peasants abandoned their improvised positions and retreated to their farmhouses in the valley, leaving behind a dozen corpses.

"Well done!" Charlotte, who was watching the game from behind, shouted excitedly, and then she turned her head to look at the young man next to her, her face full of smiles. "Charles, we're going to chase those thieves away! Everything here will be in the hands of our Treville family! ”

Charles remained silent as he watched the battle in front of him.

Look. The Duke of Trevill's family was about to achieve their plan to drive out the peasants who had infringed on their interests.

In the eyes of the Duke's family, this is just a restoration of their own legal rights, with a clear conscience, even if it is necessary to deprive a large group of people of their livelihood for this.

This is not a special case, but a microcosm of this era. In this day and age. This kind of bloody plunder abounds not only outside Europe, but also in Europe itself, and in this so-called civilizational world. It's nothing more than that the marauders are no longer covered in blood. On the contrary, he wore white gloves on his hands, and sat in the mansion Mercure and swallowed countless wealth.

After all, isn't the Charles himself amassing a huge fortune on top of the suffering of thousands of people? Bankers don't leave a little blood on their hands for plunder. Compared to the swords and guns of the nobles who fought with open fire. Isn't it even more terrifying?

In this era, as the great Balzac said, behind every great wealth lies unspeakable evil.

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Buoyed by the initial victory, the attackers continued their march into the valley, outnumbered and well armed, and victory was in sight.

Finally, after fighting until the ammunition was exhausted, inflicting a lot of losses on the attackers. The remaining young and middle-aged farmers surrendered. They understand that there is no point in continuing to resist, and that it may affect women and children, old and young.

After the leader shouted the decision to surrender. The commander of the mercenaries, in accordance with the prior arrangement, directly ordered them to give up resistance immediately, throw all their weapons to the ground, and then assemble in the open space at the mouth of the valley, otherwise they would not accept their surrender.

After a while, the peasants slowly came out of the fence of the farmhouse, that is, the last position, with hateful eyes, their faces full of exhaustion and dust, and some of them with the help of others. They all glared at the enemies on the other side, as if they were about to breathe fire. However, after coming out, they obediently threw their weapons to the ground and walked to the valley mouth.

Behind them, a group of tearful women and trembling children, frightened and helpless, walked into the clearing. This small but still life-and-death battle for them came to an end.

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, surrounded by a group of guards, the aristocratic lady who came out of the painting walked in front of them again, still with a smile on her face, as if she was just on a spring outing.

"Do you know how to face reality now? No longer fantasizing about being able to hide as brazenly as you did in the past and gouge on my family's land? If you cooperate like this from the beginning, why do you need to suffer this again? She looked at the group in front of her with a slight mockery, "Now, you will have to pay the price for your recklessness over the years!" Listen to me! As I said, if you dare to resist, you will burn your nest to ashes! Originally, you could still leave with some belongings, but now...... You can't take anything with you! ”

Her proclamation, which was flaunting and provocative, unsurprisingly caused a commotion on the other side. The women wept secretly, and the children, who could understand her words, began to cry even more. And the men all bit their lips and said nothing, looking at her with hatred, as if they wanted to burn her clean.

However, no one has begged for mercy until now, as if they have learned that it is completely useless to plead.

I'm afraid, in the eyes of the group of farmers opposite, this eldest lady Charlotte is like a legendary kraken, both beautiful and cruel, right?

"Wait for me! You devil incarnate! A gnashing curse rang out from the crowd. You will be punished, and God will never forgive you demons! ”

This curse quickly ignited the crowd, and all kinds of scolding sounded one after another, and finally converged into a group curse.

After hearing these curses one after another, Charlotte's face slowly turned a little pale, the anger made the smile on her face a little pale, and the pride hidden in her blood made her even more annoyed.

"You thieves, you are simply lawless!" She glared at the large crowd in front of her. shouted loudly, "You think you are wronged? It's ridiculous!

All along, it is we who have suffered. It's you who take advantage! Who made you run into my family's property and take possession of my land in a big way? Who gave you the opportunity to steal from my family's orchard and woodland? Don't you know who this place belongs to? You all know the way!

You just think that you can get an inch, relying on the fact that you are already here, you can do anything wrong, so you try your best to take advantage of my family! Now, after taking advantage of so many years. Shouldn't you pay the price?

As you all know, the inheritance here is ours, and it has been handed down from my fathers. It was returned by royal permission from His Majesty the King, and the property rights are completely in our hands! If you are not satisfied, you can go to court in the future, as long as you can win. I'll give you all the land!" If you can do it, go ahead and give it a try!

So far. You thieves still dare to curse at me? How many years have we endured you? At that time, we were forced to swallow our anger because of the situation, but you thought that you could really be lawless? I'm telling you, we've had enough of it by this day and don't want to waste time with you, and the damn Orleans family is gone! No one wants to talk to you about harmony anymore! Hurry up and disappear for me, the farther away the better! ”

After saying this, she ignored the still steady stream of curses on the other side and looked away. It seems that he no longer intends to say a word to this group of peasants.

"Charles, let's go back." She took Charles' hand. With a heartfelt smile on his face, "We've taken the entire manor back...... In the future, we can make this place as beautiful as in fairy tales! ”

The princes and princesses in fairy tales also lived in such castles and manors. Although every story mentions that "they lived happily ever after", it is true that there are very few fairy tales that tell how these castles and manors were built and maintained during the long Middle Ages.

"So......" Charles pointed to the peasants behind her, "what are you going to do with them?" ”

"Do you need to talk about that?" Charlotte was a little surprised by his question, "Of course it's all gone?" Can I still kill them all? ”

Although she was both contemptuous and angry at the identities and ignorance of these people from the bottom of her heart, she couldn't really do it to kill all the old and young women and children here—let alone others. Driving out a mob that had usurped her land, she felt that she had no guilt to blame, and she was able to win the praise of the other nobles; It would be an appalling atrocity to kill hundreds of people, young and old, women and children.

"No, that's not what I meant......" Charles was a little embarrassed by her misunderstanding, "and you're really going to burn down their house?" ”

"Didn't I say that before?" Charlotte frowned slightly, "Since they dare to resist, then of course they will have to pay the price." ”

"Charlotte, forget it, now that they have surrendered, let them go with their belongings......" Charles whispered to persuade him, "We have left them with nothing, what about letting them leave here with their belongings?" Do we still need that stuff? ”

Charlotte looked at Charles with a look of confusion in her eyes, and then a hint of grumbling rose in her gaze.

"Charles, this is our home from now on, our manor? Don't you understand? Why do you always have to act like it's none of your business? I'm planning for our home! ”

"Of course, of course." Charles smiled flatteringly, of course he didn't dare to refute at this time, "Of course I understand. ”

Then he gently took Charlotte's hand and stared at Charlotte.

"It's because I understand that I don't want our future home to have so many wails buried in the beginning. Listen to me, let me handle the finish......" He resisted the desire to complain in his heart and said these words affectionately.

The words "our home" from Charles' lips seemed to have a great impact on Charlotte, and she stood there for a moment before she came to her senses.

"So many people are watching!" Charlotte whispered a scolding to him and shook his hand away.

Then she turned her face away with disgust.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want!"

In the context of the Second French Republic's historic attempt to elect head of state for the first time on the European continent, this group of people who are about to become displaced is worth using. (To be continued......) (To be continued......)