Section 481 Expenses for Dog Ownership

There were no mines in this era, but Tianhao mentioned this kind of thing in the officer training course in Rock City. Stormtooth still remembers the power of gunpowder, not to mention that Shenwei Fortress has a large amount of military supplies, especially barrels of gunpowder, which are directly thrown by him to technical officers, according to the relevant military drills written and issued by Tianhao himself, supplemented by gravel everywhere on the Gobi Desert, and made defensive explosives on the spot.

Leizhou City received the bald eagle released by the violent tooth, and immediately sent a baggage force. The first replenishment was all artillery shells, then bullets and medicines.

There was no shortage of food in the fortress. Although the taste and quality are poor, the northern barbarians do not care about these details. In the joking words of one dragon officer, "It's not really a big deal, I've eaten worse food than this." ”

Seizing this rare gap in battle, Stormtooth went crazy and desperately strengthened Kamui Fortress and rebuilt the structure between the various buildings and defenses. Much of the work was done by white prisoners of war, who had little time to rest without regard for the cost of use, and many were killed on the spot because they were tired or slow, which led to a large number of ruthless and desperate white overseers who betrayed the community.

Tyrant takes these people very seriously, and spends time every day to meet them, and rewards them to varying degrees according to their performance.

Watching the last white defector to be rewarded leave happily, the adjutant standing on the side of the chair frowned and said bluntly: "I don't understand, why treat them so preferentially?" They are a bunch of vile and shameless guys. ”

Stormtooth raised his head, and there was an elusive look in his pure black eyes: "You have an opinion about my approach?" ”

The upright adjutant shook his head: "I just don't like them. These whites are forgetful, and they can't be considered warriors at all. For a little benefit, they can betray even their own compatriots. ”

"You're right, they're a bunch of filthy rats, a bunch of flies that only walk around carrion, a bunch of shameless garbage." Stormtooth grinned, "I'm glad we can agree on this matter." What you're saying is exactly what I think. ”

The adjutant frowned and pondered: "My lord, I know that this operation is very important, and I am not unreasonable. His Royal Highness the Prince Regent has high hopes for us...... Indeed, it is in our best interest to buy traitors from among whites. But I can't help but say: you're so generous to these guys who betrayed their own people. ”

"If you don't do that, you can't do it!" Stormtooth rubbed the scar next to his nose: "If we rely only on our own strength, it is simply impossible to end the battle in a short time. With our current strength, although we can take the Kamui Fortress, it will take at least three days just to fight. His Highness has said: The fortress must be taken as quickly as possible with thunderous force, and must not be bogged down in slow and difficult street fighting. After all, this is the territory of white people, who are much more familiar with this fortress than we are. In the case of the main building where Tadsville was located before, of course, there would be no problem if we brought in heavy artillery from outside the city, the key was the passage under the main building. They can flee at any time, and they can hide like rats in this fortress. If that were the case, it would be useless for us to capture the ground part of the fortress. ”

The adjutant nodded thoughtfully: "They can come out and attack us at night?" ”

"It's just one of them." Stormtooth stood up and paced slowly around the room: "Our target is the white army that has broken through the Lock Dragon Pass. They number to several million people and are a real big fish. ”

"We need supplies. It takes a lot of people to bring all kinds of supplies from the sea, as well as a lot of livestock. Letting these whites supervise POWs was somewhat decentralized, but only they knew how to maximize efficiency. Anyway, they were killing each other, and we just watched from the sidelines, without even moving a finger. ”

"When it comes to preferential treatment, those diamonds mean nothing to us, at most they are beautiful ornaments. His Royal Highness the Prince Regent has said: Diamonds are crystallized peat, and there is no difference in the essence of the two. Since the whites like it, give it to them. Just use some unedible and unusable things to make them honestly work for us, is there anything better in the world? ”

The adjutant was speechless.

"So throw away all those useless thoughts in your head!" Stormtooth let out a hearty laugh: "The temporary recognition now is just to slaughter them more efficiently in the future." White people are our enemies, and that will never change. They are a bunch of savage and filthy dogs, and when they are no longer useful, they cut their throats, drain their blood, and skin them and eat their meat. ”

……

In the north of the continent, south of Roaring City, the dragon camp.

Yun Kai, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, hurriedly walked into Tianhao's camp with the secret letter he had just received in his hand. Seeing that the Lion King was sitting across the table talking to Tianhao, he couldn't help but stop his feet, hesitating whether he should report now.

The two kings invariably focused their eyes on Yun Kai. Tianhao's reaction was fast, he smiled, and deliberately asked, "Is there any news from the scout?" ”

Yun Kai hurriedly took a few steps forward, holding the secret document stamped with fire paint in both hands, handed it over respectfully, and replied with Tianhao's hint: "This is the battle report that just came from the south, please take a look at it." ”

The bald eagle is a secret of the dragon family. Although it is a special period, and the dragon clan is cooperating with the lion clan and the tiger clan, Tianhao will not take the initiative to disclose it because of this.

He took the secret letter, unfolded it slowly, and swept ten lines from the paper at a glance.

"It was a good game up front and the plan was going well." Tianhao smiled faintly, and casually handed the secret document to Shi Rui, who was sitting opposite.

The lion king took it curiously, and as soon as his eyes made contact with the paper, the whole person was stunned, and an indescribable shock immediately surged in his mind.

“…… This...... Is this true? Shi Rui raised his head and asked incredulously, "Your people have occupied the Shenwei Fortress?" ”

There is a language barrier between the northern barbarians and the southern whites. Despite the many captures of white prisoners of war in previous wars, no one wanted to learn their language and communicate with each other. The word "Kamui" is derived from the word "Kamui", which is said to have been uttered by the guardian deity who stood at a distance from the fortress after the end of a large-scale war many years ago.

"The white man's back road has been cut off, and we can move now." Tianhao stood up from his chair, he looked at Yun Kai who was standing in front of him, and let out a majestic voice: "Pass on the order of the king, the vanguard will be dispatched as originally planned, and it will be pressed over like this, so that those white people can taste our strength." ”

Yun Kai stood with his feet together and bowed respectfully: "Yes, I'll go down and make arrangements." ”

"And!" Tianhao stopped him who was about to turn around, and repeatedly advised: "Send someone to get in touch with Tyrant Tooth immediately and tell him: You must nail me firmly to Shenwei Fortress like a nail." No matter what the cost, it must be held. ”

……

North of Suolong Pass, the temporary camp of the Kingdom Alliance, the main camp of the Rhine.

Plants are far more sensitive to temperature than humans, and they already feel that the winter god is about to move away from this world, and the next few months will be taken over by the spring god according to the principle of a happy cycle. Many shrubs and trees have already sprouted a little green on their branches, and they are awake from the bitter cold, eager to show their proudest side in the bright spring light.

The green branches are not visible in the dark night, and the plants are very patient. They waited quietly in their slumber for the summons of the god of spring, and then erupted in unison, bringing the dull earth back to color.

Calis was also sleeping. Although he was on the march, he was a duke after all, and the treatment of a bed made of large pieces of wood alone exceeded that of most officers, let alone ordinary soldiers. Thick fur coats, dry and soft quilts, and before going to bed, the inside of the tent should be heated in advance with a hot charcoal basin...... The Duke slept soundly and snored like thunder.

It felt terrible to be awakened from the aide-de-camp's slumber, and the irritable and sleepy Calis even felt the urge to pull out the sword hanging from the bedside and stab the adjutant to death. The year passed by in his mind, and the Duke sighed, forced himself to leave the warm and comfortable bed, and with a slight vomiting, nausea, dizziness, numbness, and many other discomforts caused by the interruption of sleep, put on his coat and shoes, and walked out of the tent under the guidance of the adjutant to another tent located nearby.

This is the kitchen tent, and it is also the place where the army cooks usually cooks.

A middle-aged man is sitting at a long, improvised wooden table with patchwork planks. He was unkempt, and his hair, which had not been combed for a long time, turned into locks under the dirt and drooped down from his forehead. There were large stains on the cheeks and neck, some of which looked like dry blood crusts, and some of which I didn't know if they were sludge or feces. The clothes were dirty and torn, but Calis could tell by the collar and cuffs that it was a muslin shirt of exquisite workmanship. In particular, a handkerchief peeking a little out of the man's pocket, the sheen reflected in the flickering candlelight suggests that it is a piece of silk.

Curiosity overrode the little vigilance and vigilance that Calis had always maintained. He walked directly to the opposite side of the table, saw most of the facial outline of the man buried in the food, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Flamal, is it really you?" ”

The Viking Duke glanced up at him, said nothing, still bowed his head and chewed intently.

He looked hungry.

It was now past three o'clock in the evening, and the cook, who had been temporarily awakened by the adjutant, stood at the end of the tent, with a face full of resentment and resentment, and chopped the onion in an extremely slow motion. Washed potatoes and carrots were laid on the board, apparently intended to be mixed with leftover beef from the previous day and these ingredients to make a crushed soup. It's not technical, it's just a lot of time unpleasant.

Flamal concentrated on a loaf of toast. This thing is made from the highest quality flour and is only available to senior officers within the army. For convenience, and also to ensure a special flavor, this baguette is about a meter long, and its thick diameter requires adult hands to close. Under normal circumstances, one of these loaves of bread is equivalent to a meal for three people.

Only a third of the bread was left in Flamal's hand, and a large piece of pork sausage that had been sliced lay on a large plate next to him.

If it weren't for his crazy and greedy eating, Calis would not have believed that this was his familiar friend, the noble and personable Viking Duke with a cold temperament and arrogance.

Like the most coarse civilian, he plunged his finger into the butter jar and pulled out a cloud of grease and smeared it on the bread. Perhaps it was not enough, so he simply reached out and dug a large piece out of the jar, grabbed the sausage slices and wiped them a few times, with an extremely disgusting and shocking greasy feeling, and stuffed it into his mouth with a vulgar and loud chewing sound.

A bottle of wine was poured into his mouth as if he were a drink. It seems that it is only for the sake of quenching thirst, not at all for the taste of variety. Just then, the chef brought two freshly cooked soft-boiled omelettes, and Flamar pricked the tender skin with his fingers, stirred it back and forth, then tore off a large piece of bread, pressed it firmly in the middle of the overflowing yellow egg mixture, and finally rolled it up with a slice of sausage and stuffed it into his mouth.

Calis was horrified.

He didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he quickly pulled a chair from next to him and sat down, and eagerly asked again: "Vlamal, can you hear me?" ”

The Viking Duke swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up the glass of water that was placed on the side of the plate and took a long sip. He looked up and let out a long exhale with a full satisfaction, and the pupils of his eyes finally adjusted the focus of his gaze and landed on Calis.

"Do you think I'm deaf?" His voice was cold and gloomy.

"What the hell is going on?" Calis gets straight to the heart of the matter.

Flamal did not answer.

He turned his head to look at the cook who was busy in the corner of the tent, then withdrew his gaze to the lieutenant standing behind Calis.

Duke Rhein understood the meaning in his eyes. He turned around, waved at the adjutant, raised his hand and pointed at the cook, and casually ordered, "You guys go down first!" Tell the guards to come in and report if there is anything, and no one is allowed to come in without my permission. ”

Only two prominent dukes remained in the tent.

The beef and vegetable soup in the corner was already boiling and making a "gurgling" sound. Flamal stood up and walked over, picked up the boiling pot from the stove, and returned to the table to lay it down. Perhaps because he didn't find the traditional soup on a plate too much, he took a large bowl full of beef and a variety of side dishes.

He sat down and said as he ate, "I know something you're interested in...... No, not some, but a lot. ”

Calis's curiosity grew stronger: "What do you mean?" ”

Flamar is a wild man in appearance at the moment.