Chapter 1041: Mud Feet (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

The Almohad, who was pointed out by the officer, was originally a soldier of the Southern Army.

They belonged to the local garrison, and these extremely knowledgeable men had lived under the dark rule of General Haddou. Although he was bent on resisting and saving the vast number of people in the south from the dire situation. But there was no way out at all, so I could only wait.

When the army of Laohe troops drove over, they immediately saw a glimmer of light in the vast dark night, and then, under the inspiration of the god of light, they joined the Laohe troops without hesitation like moths rushing to the lights, and worked with them to maintain world peace and the stability of the regional situation. Jointly build a new social order.

Of course, these are all official words of the Orthodox government of the Almohads.

The common people of the area all have more appropriate and more appropriate words to call them Chapter 1041 (begging for a monthly pass): the Almohad traitor, the black-skinned dog, the stinky pig who sold his soul for twenty pesos. !

That stinky pig,... Well, that soldier was specially selected because he was a local and knew the road conditions well. The main responsibility is to lead the way for the peacekeeping forces.

Listening to the officer's questioning, he couldn't help but hesitate. Then he thought about it, and said softly: "Go down the road, turn west and walk a few miles along the river, there is a small village there, and then go inside, there is a smaller mountain village." ”

The officer gave him a cold look, then waved his hand and shouted angrily: "The three squads stay, and the others follow me." ”

The cavalry, guided by their guides, galloped all the way and soon found the small village behind the woods.

The officer sat down on his horse, condescendingly, and took a serious look at the village.

I saw that the village was not large, only about a few dozen households, the houses were low, and the straw was covered with hòuhòu, and the walls were all in disrepair, showing a layer of black color, extremely simple.

He immediately slammed his whip into the void and commanded in a loud voice, "Brothers, fence me up." !”

The cavalry agreed, and then galloped out of Chapter 1041 (asking for a monthly pass).

In the roar of iron hooves, they had already divided into several roads, but in an instant, they had been interspersed in place, blocking all the exits of the village, and surrounding the entire village.

The officer, with a group of soldiers, rushed into the village without hesitation.

rushed all the way to the intersection in the village, and found that no one dared to resist at all, so he couldn't help but snort coldly. Then he turned his horse and paced back and forth in the village.

While patrolling around, he ordered in a loud voice: "Search, go in and search for me from door to door~!"

The cavalrymen jumped off their horses and rushed into the village like wolves with their weapons.

When the people in the village saw the cavalry of the peacekeeping force approaching, they had already fled back to their homes in fright.

One by one, they all hid behind the door, staring coldly at the cavalry, coldly watching the soaring and invincible cavalry rampaging through their land. There was a cold glint in his eyes.

Although the south is extremely far away from Nai'an. But the powerful and unrivaled power of industrial civilization in Nai'an has already had a huge impact on the south.

With the help of developed shipping, the Flying Eagle Group has been sparing no effort to dump their products all over the world.

And these families of the southern aristocratic gentry are all born with dirt buns, and they have never seen much of the world, and drinking the wine made by a group of Francis's country veterans is enough for them to blow for a lifetime. Not to mention the wide range of highly targeted consumer products produced by the Flying Eagle Group.

They saw everything that the Flying Eagle Group had to offer, and they couldn't put it down. What a bag that loves, a sports car with broken shoes.... Whenever you see something, you want it, just like the Tudzi nobles in the Tsarist era went to Europe.

But you must know that the things produced by the Flying Eagle Group are good, but they are also expensive.

Although the southern aristocracy has been passed down for a hundred years, their money is not coming from the wind. And the bigger the family, it doesn't mean that they are rich, but that the expenses are huge~!

Coupled with the large-scale dumping of these luxury goods, the only way for them to maintain their wealth from shrinking is to multiply the price of those luxury goods they buy by three, and then levy taxes on the people under their rule. (The reason for multiplying it by three is that they have to buy those luxury goods again the next year, so they need to leave a little room for themselves not to be nervous.) )

Due to the low productivity in the feudal farming era, the common people pouted their butts and worked hard to dig in the fields, so they could only maintain a subsistence life.

And now that the nobles have raised their taxes, their lives will be even more difficult. Not to mention the loss of a large amount of hard currency such as gold and silver. This directly caused deflation.

Originally, a bag of grain could be sold for one silver coin, but now it can only be exchanged for half. Originally, at the end of the year, you could buy some oil and salt, buy a red rope or something like Yang Bailao, but now the money can only buy some salt, and this has to be a pound of standard official salt mixed with five taels of soil.

Who is on this kind of day, who is not hot?

But thanks to the proper strategy of the nobles, they have been making all kinds of excuses and successfully diverting the hatred of those common people.

Therefore, after the common people found that their money was less, they did not hate the nobles around them, but hated the Flying Eagle Group far away in the sky.

When the respected old people in the village were fine, they would gather together to scold the unscrupulous businessmen, and make these strange and obscene things, which brought down the old and young masters of their own family.

In addition, in order to resist the huge Lao He army, General Hadou did not recruit troops from the local government. Pull away their young and strong laborers. Many of their relatives were soldiers in Haddou's army.

Therefore, these southerners naturally did not have any good impression of the old and troops led by Lord Luo.

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The cavalrymen were given the order to unceremoniously kick open the doors of each house, whether or not they were flattened to the ground, and then rushed in viciously.

Immediately afterward, from the village came the sound of shouting and scolding, the barking of dogs, the cries of children, the screams of women, and the breaking of pots and bowls.

The sounds were intertwined, and it was extremely confusing. It's like bandits sweeping and plundering.

Suddenly, a man rushed out of the house, fell on the ground, jumped up, and ran out of the dirt road in the village.

A cavalryman chased after him, running wildly and shouting: "Catch him, catch him quickly~!"

Seeing this, the cavalry guarding at the entrance of the village made a "ho" sound, shook the reins and chased after the horse, and reached the back of the fleeing villager in a few steps, and then picked up the sheathed sword and slapped him fiercely on the back.

After receiving a heavy blow, the mountain man rolled to the ground at once, and the horseman pulled the reins and turned his horse's head in front of him, and then jumped off his horse, and saw that the villager was about to struggle to get up, and stomped heavily on his back, and trampled him back to the ground.

Then he picked up his whip and whipped him hard, and the villager rolled on the ground with his head in his hands.

The cavalry chasing after him ran over, raised their big feet and stomped heavily on him.

Several horsemen surrounded him and beat him severely, and he collapsed on the ground without much effort.

Then the cavalrymen picked him up from both sides, dragged him on the ground to the entrance of the village, and threw him in front of the officer's horse.

One of the cavalrymen showed the armor in his hand and said, "Chief, it's our equipment, and the blood on it hasn't dried yet." ”

The officer glared at the mountain people on the ground with a cold expression, glanced at the big tree next to him, and said, "Hang this bastard for me, this is a thief's den, and drive the whole village over to me." Soon, the cavalry searched several homes for the peacekeepers' belongings, and the soldiers hung up all the men who hid them in the house, and then whipped them with all their might.

The whole village was also driven and gathered in the village. He looked at the soldiers of the peacekeeping force with a fierce look.

The mountain people who were hung up were beaten and screamed, and their clothes were quickly torn to pieces.

"Say, 'Where did the things come from??' Who are the accomplices??," The cavalrymen showed no mercy to them, and continued to ask questions.

However, these people just insisted that they had picked up these things in the mountains.

When I asked them where they picked it up, they said it was a mess and couldn't be compared.

Listening to their wailing and begging for mercy, the officer felt more and more irritable, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose, and he pointed at them and said fiercely: "Don't waste time, ask them again, cut off their ears if they don't say anything, cut off their hands for me if they don't say anything else, and if they don't say anything, they will even have their feet plagiarized." ”

As soon as these words came out, the hanging villagers were so frightened that their faces were bloodless, and they trembled and looked at the sneering peacekeepers in front of them.

The soldier took out his dagger, walked up to the first man, put the blade on his ear, and said coldly, "Again, who are your accomplices?"

The villager looked timidly at the soldier in front of him, his teeth chattered, and he stammered, "Really"... It's really us"... Pick up, pick up. ”

The soldier dropped his knife and cut off one of his ears, which was still on the ground, and the man screamed in pain.

Then several soldiers came up and took him next, grabbed his arm and pressed him to the ground, placing the sword on his elbow.

"Ask you again, do you want to say it?"

Half of their faces were covered with blood, and they finally shook their heads as they lay on the ground and looked up at the sword-wielding soldiers.

The soldier sneered, raised his sword and was about to cut it off, when a young man next to him shouted anxiously: "Don't kill him, I said, I said all of them ",..."

The villager who was pressed to the ground struggled, raised his head and shouted, "Shut up, you..."

The soldier next to him kicked him in the mouth, leaving him speechless.

Then the soldier pointed to the young man who was hanging and said, "Say~!"

At this time, the young man poured out everything he knew, including the passage of their ambush on a small unit of the peacekeeping force, the hiding place of the Southern Army in the mountains and forests, and even explained that in the next small village, there were also villagers who colluded with the Southern Army.

After listening with a straight face, the officer groaned for a moment and ordered, "Brothers, assemble. ”

Then he pointed to a few villagers who were hanging from the book, and said coldly: "Behead their dogs for me~!"

Several people were directly paralyzed by fright, and the young man cried out in fright, and hurriedly said, "I've said everything, I've said everything," ,...

The officer snorted and said, "Kill my brother, and you still want me to spare you, behead~!"

The gathered villagers shouted and hurried up, but then they were stopped by the soldiers next to them, and several soldiers stepped forward, put down a few hanging people, kicked their knees, and pushed them to their knees, and then the soldiers behind them swung their long swords and slashed down.

The action was done in one go, without any mud and water, and the decapitation was completed in the blink of an eye, and before the villagers below could even react, several human heads had already rolled on the ground.

Then the soldiers kicked the corpse in the back, knocked the headless corpse to the ground, and wiped the blood from the sword on the corpse with a blank face.

The villagers below immediately cried, and a few fainted in fright. The villagers tried to rush forward, but at the sound of an order, the soldiers all showed their blades and stopped in front of them.

The villagers could only look at the peacekeepers on the opposite side in horror, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

The officer gave them a contemptuous look, then said, "Phew." He spat heavily.

"You will be punished, and God will punish you. An old woman with all white hair, leaning on crutches, squeezed through the crowd to the front, her expression sad and her eyes full of anger.

"Retribution?" the officer sneered and said, "That's right, it's retribution, from Hadhu to our land of Ruman, this day is already doomed, and we will come to repay you."

As for God?"

The officer smiled proudly, pointed at himself with a thumbs up, and said, "The Divine Son is the concubine of our boss. In other words, God is still our boss's cheap man. They and I are also a family. ”

"You ...... You", the old woman was speechless, and screamed with her cane, "This is blasphemy, blasphemy. General Haddou will not let you go. ”

The officer was immediately annoyed and said, "Brothers, burn this damn village to me, and I'll show you who is the boss in this land now." !”

The cavalry of the peacekeepers soon regrouped and went to hunt down the Southern Army in hiding.

Behind the peacekeepers, fires erupted, and hundreds of villagers huddled together, howling as they watched their burning village.

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As a group of cavalry was killed on patrol, the cavalry officers stationed in the area retaliated by killing more than a dozen collaborating locals and burning two villages.

The stakes were high, so when the whole thing was over, the officer wrote a report with great seriousness, handed it in, explained in detail, and attached his own defense of the burning of the village.

As it was handed over layer by layer, the report passed through the hands of the first-level officers, followed by a large number of replies such as "read and forwarded", and finally handed over to Lorraine.

Lorraine took the report, took a cursory look at it, and then showed a wry smile on his face, from the approval of the final corps commander and the group commander general, it can be seen that everyone is unimpressed with this matter.

Shaking her head and sighing, Lorraine placed the report in a basket next to her.

There, a similar bun jiàn has been piled up with a stack of hòuhòu. The final release of this box text is just an archive and seal.

Because no one cares about these things, not even the Almohads.

In fact, Queen Isabella's subordinates killed the southerners, much more ruthlessly than the peacekeeping troops, and the slaughter of villages and cities was not done together.

Although the Lao and his troops had been advancing vigorously, after reaching the border of the province of Oromia, the situation changed dramatically.

It is not for nothing that Haddou chose this place as his base nest.

Unlike the previous Great Plains of the South, where the land is fertile. The provinces of Oromia, Winter, and Dotre have always been mountainous and hilly, with rough roads. It is like a outer barrier, encircling the plain of Harua in the middle. And at the heart of the Harua Plain is Haligad, the lair of General Haddou.

If the Lao He army wants to attack Haddou and pacify his lair, they must pass through the province of Oromia.

Since the beginning of October, their journey here has been extremely difficult, and they have been repeatedly harassed and ambushed by the enemy.

For example, when the army was camped somewhere, and while they were sleeping, they suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums outside, shouting that it would kill and shake the sky, as if someone was attacking the camp.

Everyone hurriedly put on their pants and ran out of the camp with the guys. As a result, the voice on the other side was gone.

When I went back to sleep, I heard another voice.

This kind of thing is extremely irritating.

If you ignore it, you might be able to shoot a few rockets from the opposite side. Or even small-scale tentative attacks.

If the troops are sent out to search. There are too many pies, and the lights are blind, and they can't find anything. If there are fewer factions, maybe those people won't come back.

It's like when I'm sleeping, there is always a mosquito buzzing in my ear, and I can't beat it away, and I can't catch it away. And I'm sleepy, and I don't want to open my eyes. Finally, I let it bite the soles of my feet.

It's itchy and heartbreaking, but it can't be scratched. People who hate can't do it.

Lorraine had also tried to ambush troops around the station. When the enemy comes and harasses him, he kills him.

But those puppies are extremely cunning, and after suffering two losses, they also change their strategy. First, a small number of people were sent to pretend to harass, and when the old and troops were ambushed, they retreated backwards. Lead the ambush of the old and the troops to their ambush circle.

At that time, Lord Luo found out that something was wrong in time, and led a large team of people to pick him up immediately. Otherwise, the cavalry of that half of the division will be made dumplings.

In this way, the two sides launched ambushes, counter-ambushes, counter-ambushes, anti-counter-ambushes......

Although the scale of the battle was not very large, the battle was extremely brutal, and it was no smaller than a large-scale battle.

And because this is the other party's hometown and extremely familiar with the geographical situation, in this guerrilla warfare, Lord Luo has a large army, but he can't take advantage of it at all. As soon as the other party saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately turned around and went into the forest.

And although the army here is strong, it can only watch with a blank eye, and does not dare to risk chasing after it.

Lord Luo stood up, looked at the map in front of him, and looked at the red lines that represented small strands of enemies, scattered around the army like fleas. Every now and then, they would jump in on the army from all directions, take a bite, and then turn around and run.

And his own army is like a giant with feet of clay, although it is powerful, but there is nothing to do with the other party.

He couldn't help but slap the table with hatred and scolded angrily, "Grandma's, this damn Haddou." If you have a kind, don't compare micro-operations with the lord, and do it face-to-face. ”!!!