Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Village Slaughtering Maniac
The cries from the village were even more miserable, with the howls of broken bottles and cans and all kinds of poultry and livestock, mixed together with different timbres, high or low, and strange and penetrating against the background of the night.
The villagers, who had just finished a day's work and slept peacefully, were forced out of their homes by soldiers with butcher knives, and the whole family shivered in the cold wind with their thin clothes together, while my soldiers rushed into the dilapidated thatched houses with torches, digging three feet into the ground to collect everything they could take with them.
Although these dilapidated houses, which are not even as good as the open-air toilets in the countryside, should be mud and straw shantytowns with the words "big red" written by Uncle Chengguan, the owner of the house howls like killing pigs, watching the soldiers dump the pieces of household goods on the ground and pick up the valuables, and then throw a few torches into the damp and gray houses, and then rush to the next target.
"Are the bulls ready?"
Behind the leeward hill, the air was so fresh and pleasant that even the screams of the village seemed to have become much smaller, and I got off my horse, stood lightly beside Kohler, who was leaning against the tree and did not speak, and asked in a deep voice.
"As stealthy and safe as last time, the bull won't fall twice in one place, and even if the sky falls and he doesn't complete the mission, he won't come out of the woods where he's hiding, I know him."
Kohler sorted out the quiver hanging from his waist, rubbed his fingers against these murderous weapons as if he were counting the bows and arrows inside, and communicated with them through touch to achieve his inner peace.
"What about the Venetians? You can't play it again, right? ”
The failure of the sneak attack plan made me lose the least trust in these fishermen who only boasted about how to point and where to fight at sea, and since this era has inherited the glorious tradition of the Italians fighting wars and funny, if it were not for the two hundred well-armed heavy archers who fought alongside me, I even wondered if I had been joined forces by the Venetians and the rebels to play an infernal affair, stupidly counting the money for others, while they were stealing fun in the invisible corner!
"We also sent three hundred infantry, and the enemy has a full five hundred men, and if we eat them strongly, we may break our teeth, and even if we can't eat them, this number is enough to protect ourselves."
Kohler pointed to a forest far south of the village: "Further ahead is a river, the river is not too deep, but no one will easily try to cross it, although the slopes on both sides are not high, but there is still a geographical advantage, the enemy must face the left and right rounds of our archers while attacking, there is a large river in front and there is a blockade in the back, it will definitely be able to seriously damage the morale of the rebels, so that the rebels have no return." ”
I nodded, the hunt plan was indeed very thorough, and we were all veterans of feints and ambushes, so there should be no mistakes in all aspects.
I turned over and jumped on my horse, tightened the reins and said to Kohler: "Then the only problem is in front of me, I will let the little ones work harder, in short, on the premise of not hurting human lives, try to do things as far as possible, I will also be responsible for the lives of the thousands of brothers under my hand, this kind of thing needs to see some blood." ”
"I know!"
Kohler's voice sounded distant, as he rode his horse and followed me.
"Before choosing who to be the lamb, you must make sure that you will not be torn apart by the jackal, and my father told me when I was very young that it will not kill you, but it will make you stronger."
The operation on the village side went very smoothly, and in the face of the unarmed common people as powerful and powerful in the fish and meat country, our remnants were really as effective as the retreating national army, and besides, I promised that what everyone grabbed would be his own spoils of war and not handed over.
These honest children who had just come out of the house had all turned into scarlet-eyed and bloodthirsty hungry wolves, and every broken grass house was turned upside down, scraping the barren ground over and over again, and wishing to take away every straw on the house.
In the blazing fire, the owner watched his house turn to ashes, and began to worry about the survival of the family in winter, they only hid aside, did not dare to face the wolf-like officers and soldiers and the cold light of the knife and gun, can only use the corner of the eye to stare at the bags of grain, as well as chickens, ducks, geese and dogs piled up in front of their eyes, the full load of goods even made the backs of the two horses bend down.
The sound of the herald's light horse's hooves was unusually clear from far and near, and every blow of the horse's hooves on the ground made my heart tremble, trembling like water tofu.
"Hope is good news......
I slapped my boots to myself, and when I figured he was almost there, I looked back at the dirt path at the edge of the woods.
"Your Excellency!"
His face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but the eyes were bright, and they were rounder than the moon, and they shouted excitedly: "They are coming, there are a thousand men, all cavalry, led by their commander in a red robe, but they are on the main road, and the time will be delayed a little, we have time to retreat, please gather the troops immediately!" ”
Finally, I can't help it, friend in red, this will be the last time you show kindness to others, since I have revealed my flaws, I will not fail your earnest trust, and this is your burial place.
I immediately issued a series of orders with great vigor: "Order the troops to assemble quickly, but do not leave behind the looted supplies, catch the wagon and take them away, leave as many traces of embarrassment as possible along the way, let the enemy pursue along the road without suspicion, go to the Venetian and prepare them quickly, the big fish is hooked and it is time to close the net, Kohler......"
I stared at the flames burning in the depths of his eyes, relieved that I had finally succeeded in translating his sympathy for the suffering of the villagers into resentment against the rebels.
"You bring a few skilled cavalry with bows and horses to cover my retreat, use all your strength to hold back the enemy, let them willingly plunge into the oil pot that sets up the fire, and then the bull's side should also succeed, we have more or less completed the task, the Venetian warship is still in the harbor, and in the end it is to hold on or retreat, and the initiative is in our own hands."
The earth shook like mahjong on the card table when a truck crossed the border, stumbling together, the rumbling sound conveyed the momentum of the mountains, and the birds that stayed overnight in the forest were so frightened that they flew up a large area, and my palm holding the reins of the horse began to sweat non-stop.
"A thousand cavalrymen, hehe, they are really willing to pay their blood, how can they be embarrassed not to accept such a big gift?"
I pretended to laugh to give myself courage, and put on a confident appearance to let the soldiers around me regain their confidence, in fact, I don't have a bottom in my heart, let alone a thousand cavalry, even a thousand pigs are enough for us big-headed soldiers to dance for half a day.
There is a corner not far in front of the main road leading to the city, this muddy road pressed out by commercial carts by the caravans all the year round, wider and smoother than the path for the villagers to graze sheep, suitable for war horses to gallop, but it takes more time to reach the village, so before the enemy arrives, we are ready to run, as soon as they emerge from that corner, the chase drama begins.