With the population of Kalaika, it is theoretically feasible to explode 100,000 soldiers, but in terms of the organization of the Indian princely state army at that time, these soldiers may not be able to command them at all.

And theory is only theory after all, and the reality is that the troops that remain behind the back hall do not bother the Austrian army much.

The black-and-gold flags, accompanied by the melodious "March of the Army", slowly approached the enemy's position in a neat procession.

Quite at odds with the brutal war of gunpowder, gunpowder smoke and corpses, Schubert's music is characterised by its lightness and poetry.

(Schubert, an Austrian musician known as the "King of Songs," was both the inheritor of Viennese classical music tradition and the founder of Western European Romantic music.)

The March of the Army is his 1822 work. ）

Even if it was a little weird, the Viennese dignitaries liked this kind of flashy music, so it was also one of the most common marches of the Austrian army.

If the church warband is fighting alone, it is usually a religious music like "Glory and Loyalty", which can really reduce guilt a lot.

On the other hand, Austrian military music is too melodious, cheerful, and even a little cheerful, which makes people think of dancing more than beating people after listening to it.

When I was studying Austrian military music, I found that both the "Army March" and the later "Radetzky March" had no sense of disobedience at all.

Every time I listen to it, I think of Madara Uchiha's sentence, "Do you think of dancing too?" ”

"Glory and Loyalty: Incense & Iron" is a piece of music for later generations, but there is no shortage of musical talent in Austria or Vienna.

As long as Franz gave a rough pitch and rhythm, the musicians were able to quickly compose a lot of scores and play them live.

In fact, Franz made a lot of tunes in music, but it was not suitable for moving out at this time. For example, "The Mass".

The flowers bloomed two and one on each branch, and David Sassoon couldn't help but tremble when he saw the black and gold flag, and he was still vividly remembered when he was fed opium by Franz in Calcutta.

Now that he met David Sassoon again, he couldn't help but pee, but he was worthy of an old slippery head who had experienced a lot of wind and waves, and he immediately asked his family not to participate in the war and must follow Kieran Vasjie.

Sure enough, as David Sassoon expected, the king of the earth who had boasted about Haikou to stir up the blood of his youngest son was the first to escape.

Outside Burnpal, the two groups met again, and both sides smiled tacitly.

"Your Majesty, when are you going to send us away?"

"Don't worry, I know what you're worried about. There is more than one port in Kalaika, and I am the most trustworthy person, as long as the money is in place, I can send you away at any time. ”

However, before Kieran Vasje could finish his words, the Austrian army that had rushed out of Buenpar rushed directly at him.

This was a great surprise to Kieran Vasjie, for it was normal for the Austrian pursuers to chase down the routers along the way, rather than rushing towards the nameless hill where he was located, as was the case with the so-called darkness of the lamp.

Just as Kieran Vasje was wondering, he noticed a choking smoke rising from the rear, which was the culprit that had drawn the Austrian army in.

However, at this time, Kieran Vasjie didn't care so much, and he let his men resist it while he mounted his fast horse and prepared to escape.

To say that Sassoon and his son are also ruthless, they directly dragged the cavalry on the side down and took the horse and fled. One of the horsemen did not want to give up his horse and was directly crushed by Victor Sassoon.

The people around in the chaos didn't know what was happening, only that a few people had escaped from the encirclement. However, Sassoon and his son were not professional cavalrymen, and they were soon captured by the Austrian cavalry.

Kieran Vasjie was a man of the moment, and his loyal men decided to continue to take the main road to attract the enemy and let him escape by the small road, and he managed to escape from the cavalry.

By this time it was already dark, and Kieran Vasje rode through a sea of flowers, smelling a strange fragrance, and his strength was unconsciously restored.

Then, before Kieran Vasje could be pleased, torches lit up around him.

This was the stage for his final curtain call, and Kieran Vasjie, the man holding the torch, felt a little familiar on his face.

That's right, it was his eldest brother's son, Huye Wasje, the hidden danger that Kieran Wasje had been looking for.

"Uncle, don't come unharmed?"

Kieran Vasjie pretended to smile and said, "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! ”

Then he suddenly raised his gun and fired, but Huye Vasjie was already in front of him with two strong men with huge shields.

Kieran Vasjie's old-fashioned single-shot pistol pierced the seemingly heavy shield, but by this time the round lead bullet had been badly deformed and was simply stuck in the brawny man's armor.

After a single blow, it is almost impossible to shoot again, and the flintlock pistol used by Kieran Vasje could not be completed in two minutes from the top fire to the reload, and the power and accuracy of this thing were completely incomparable to modern pistols, even if he was given another chance, it would be difficult to kill the opponent.

"Good! You, a traitor, have united with outsiders to attack my country, and the face of the Vasjie family has been disgraced by you! You are all Kalaika people, can you bear to watch this bastard give our land to foreigners? ”

Kieran Vasje is not an easy person to give up, even if he fails in his last attempt, he will try to create miracles with his mouth.

It's just that these people are all carefully selected by Huye Wasjie, and they all have a common hatred for Kieran Wasjie.

This kind of thing is actually not difficult to find, after all, Kiran Vasje has really not done anything for so many years. By the way, Kalaika was actually a slave state, and its main business, in addition to growing and selling opium, was to sell its own people to the South Seas and Sri Lanka.

Although the British East India Company announced in 1843 that they had abolished slavery in India, slavery still exists in India today, let alone in 1845.

"Kieran Vasj, you are the shameless thief who has taken not only my father's life, but also his throne.

Now Shiva has appeared to the Austrians to help me regain the throne.

Do you think your subordinates are really loyal to you? Their allegiance is nothing more than opium in your hands.

Look at your feet! ”

Huye Vasjie laughed.

It was then that Kieran Vasje realized that the sea of flowers he had broken into at this time was a poppy plantation.

"What do you want to do!?"

"This sea of poppies is your burial place!" Huye Vasjie laughed, then ordered his men to start setting fires.

Kieran Vasje tried to ride out of the flames, but looking at the raging fire around him, the horse's front hooves raised high and threw him off the horse.

However, at this time, Kiran Vasjie did not feel pain, and the smell of burning poppies rushed into his nostrils, which made him feel intoxicated.

An Austrian journalist recorded the scene on camera when an Austrian official from Trankuiba walked up to Huye Vasjie, who was laughing maniacally.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Now maybe it's time for us to talk about compensation. ”

(End of chapter)