As we all know, in any era, such a thing as fighting local tyrants and dividing up the land is the favorite of farmers.

The reason why so many serfs had an irrepressible look of excitement on their faces when they watched the house burn out was not because they were cruel and ruthless by nature, but because the shackles on their bodies - the deed of sale disappeared with a fire.

They naively thought that as long as the deed of sale was burned, they would be able to get rid of the shackles of their current status.

In fact, the nobles had already registered their serfs, and even if the deed of sale was gone, they could go to the Hungarian government to get a copy.

That is to say, unless the serf and the noble lord go to the government for notarization together, even if the noble lord dies and the deed of sale is gone, they are also the property of the noble.

But this short-lived freedom and sweet dream still made the serfs indulge in it.

The repeated setbacks of the "horse bandits", coupled with the gradual pressure that the Austrian Empire had begun to exert pressure, put Kossuth's position in jeopardy.

At this time, some of the pro-Austrian nobles jumped out and called for an end to the terrorist acts and cooperation with the empire to develop the economy, such as building a railway from Vienna to Budapest, so that more jobs could be provided to the Hungarians, and serfdom was the lifeblood of the small and medium-sized aristocracy.

It was impossible to build a railway, but no one wanted to keep fighting.

It had been suggested that the Royal Dragon Knights and the Archduke Karl's guard should be wiped out to avenge the dead young men.

It's just that the man was sprayed to the ground on the spot, not to mention how difficult it is to win these two forces, just to annihilate them is tantamount to declaring war with the Austrian aristocratic circle.

No one is really stupid enough to think that the Habsburg royal family can rule Hungary on a paper agreement, not to mention that the equally martial, Neletanian nobles are by no means easy to mess with, most of them are military nobles, and have long and rich experience in warfare for generations, especially when fighting civil wars.

Never mind the Austrian aristocracy, which often colluded with the French and Prussians, they never compromised with the Hungarians.

It was the royal family and the government that compromised Hungary, and the military had always had plans to unify Hungary by force since the time of Queen Theresa, such as the famous "Plan U".

Why Plan U instead of Plan A, B, C, D, E, and F? It's been planned for a long time, and the point is up.

The pressure from the nobility and the government was okay, and what really made the "Hun Legion" temporarily disbanded was Albrecht's strategy of taking the initiative.

Under normal circumstances, it is illegal to put a person to death without approval, but given that the other party has the huge bonus of royal status, and there are a large number of serfs as witnesses each time, it cannot be inferred from common sense.

It's okay to say that the crime is just raising private soldiers and not reporting it, but there is no way to wash away such things as arson slavery and raiding merchants.

In the vast plains of Hungary, there is nothing more terrifying than cavalry, which comes and goes like the wind, and can travel hundreds of kilometers a day.

Unless they were hiding in the city, no family's mansion could withstand a regimental cavalry raid.

In fact, it was common for Hungarian nobles to have dozens or hundreds of thugs in their homes, and many manors had dock forts.

Dock forts are small castles made of accumulated bricks and stones that can defend against bandits, contain food and water, and can even protect themselves in low-intensity warfare.

However, in the nineteenth century, not to mention this kind of dock fort, even the standard castle of the Bastille could not withstand the bombardment of artillery.

However, when carrying out the rush mission, the commander usually does not require the riders to carry such heavy weapons in order not to affect the speed of travel, which also causes some of the enemy to have no fear in the early stage.

(Cavalry artillery is not the same as cavalry, some people must say that cavalry does not run all the time when forced to march, but no matter how light the cavalry cannon is, it also has weight.) ）

However, judging from the experience of this period of fighting, there is no doubt that Archduke Albrecht has a way to crack the shell of the dock fort. So the upper echelons of the Hun legion decided to temporarily disband in order to wait for the opportunity to move.

After all, Albrecht could not always take the 5,000 men under his command to protect the German immigrants in the royal estates for a long time.

A horse bandit stronghold that had just been wiped out by Albrecht.

In the midst of the ruins, the soil began to loosen, and gradually it moved more and more, as if a green plant was about to break through the ground.

With a "thud", the plank was lifted, and Itamar inside lay on the ground, gulping for fresh air, like a fish starved of oxygen.

In fact, many nobles have this kind of Tibetan cellar in their houses, and he escaped into the cellar as soon as the fire broke out, so he was able to escape.

At this time, Itamar was horrified to find two figures walking towards him.

At first, Itamar was panicked, but when the other party got closer, he found that it was actually two serfs from his own family, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Damn it, don't help me up yet."

The two serfs were silent, and one of them walked straight behind Itamar and stretched out his hand, but instead of helping him up, the other grabbed his arm.

"Hurry up, Dan!" The serfs behind Itamar shouted.

Matthew raised the hoe in his hand, and Itamar immediately struggled.

"Matthew! Cinnabar! Are you all crazy, I'm Lord Itamar! ”

But the two serfs did not listen to him, and the hoe fell on their master's head, after which they tied him up with hemp rope and threw him into the cellar again.

Matthew re-closed the lid on the cellar, and Dan brought a large stone from the side and pressed it on, after which the two began to fill in the soil until it was completely buried.

Although their hands trembled incessantly, fearing that they would be liquidated, in order not to return to the old days, they still mustered up the courage to send the noble lord who had climbed out of the ground back to the cellar.

In the days that followed, Albrecht and his men trained their recruits on royal estates everywhere.

These German immigrants and Hungarian refugees were very cooperative, after all, after all the ups and downs, even the most cowardly people have learned to be strong.

(The Hungarian refugees were caused by the previous floods, not by the Franz raiders.) I wrote in the previous chapters, so don't always spray the protagonist for being inhumane and deliberately burning people's fields. I replied that you can't see it, so I said it in the article. ）

Although these militiamen do not know what the country is, they know the importance of protecting their families, and they know that if there is no so-called country, weak people like them will not even have a chance to defend their families.

The militia was trained seriously, but Albrecht and his officers were still demanding, not just because of the style of military training of the era.

What's more, they all know that they can't stay here all the time to protect the peasants, and the soldiers also have feelings, but they are more disciplined than feelings.

A strong army must have iron discipline, otherwise unless there is a generation difference in weapons, or a huge disparity in strength, it can ensure that it is not defeated.

Although Albrecht hoped that these civilians would never have to be on the battlefield, because that would be a dereliction of duty as a soldier.

It was only after listening to Franz's theory of "Total Warfare" that Albrecht began to understand his father's approach.

"Total War" was actually proposed by the German general Ludendorff during World War I, and it is essentially an extension of "On War".

What was seen and heard in Hungary, Jean Albrecht, that day may not be too far away.

(End of chapter)