Red Blood Dragon Knight

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

They belonged to the local garrison troops, these extremely practical talents originally lived under the dark rule of General Hadu. Although he wanted to resist and save the people of the South from the dire straits. But there was no way out at all, and there was only waiting.

When the army of Lao He came over, they immediately saw a glimmer of light in the dark night, and then under the inspiration of the **** of light, like a moth that pounced on the lights, they joined the army of Lao He without hesitation and maintained it with them. World peace and stability of the regional situation. Build a new social order together.

Of course, these are all official words of the Almohad orthodox government.

The local people all have more appropriate and vivid words to call them: Almohad's internal traitor, the black dog, the smelly pig who sold his soul for twenty pesos~!

That stinky pig...Uh, that soldier was selected because he was a local and knew the road conditions. The main responsibility is to lead the peacekeeping force.

After hearing the officer's question, 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 third team will stay, and the others will follow me."

A group of cavalry rushed all the way under the guidance of the guide, and soon found the small village behind the woods.

The officer sat on the horse, condescendingly, and looked at the village seriously.

I saw that the village was small, with only about dozens of households. The houses were low and covered with thick straw. The walls were all in disrepair for a long time, showing a black color and extremely simple.

He immediately flicked a whip into the void and commanded loudly: "Brothers, surround me~!"

The cavalry agreed, and then galloped out.

Amid the roar of the iron hoof, they have divided into several paths, but they have been interspersed in place in an instant, blocking all the exits of the small village, and enclosing the entire small village.

The officer led a group of soldiers and rushed into the village without scruples.

He rushed to the crossroads in the village and found that no one dared to resist, he could not help but snorted. Then he turned his horse around and paced back and forth in the village.

While patrolling around, he commanded loudly, "Search, go in from house to house and search for me~!"

The cavalry jumped off their horses and rushed into the small village with their weapons like tigers.

People in the village saw the cavalry of the peacekeeping brigade approaching and hid back home in fear.

All hiding behind the door, staring at the cavalry coldly, watching the domineering and domineering cavalry rampage on their land. There was a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Although the south is extremely far away from Naian. But Nyan's powerful and unrivaled industrial civilization has already had a huge impact on the South.

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

And these southern aristocratic and gentry families are all from the origins of buns, and they have never seen anything in the world. Drinking a bunch of wine made by the villagers of France is enough for them to boast for a lifetime. Not to mention the various extremely targeted consumer products produced by the Flying Eagle Group.

They couldn't put it down when they saw the things produced by the Flying Eagle Group. What bag that loves horse shit, a sports car with broken shoes...

Whenever I see something, I want something, just like the buns nobles of 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 aristocrats have been handed down for centuries, their money is not brought by the wind. And the bigger the family, it does not mean that they are rich, but the expense is huge~!

Coupled with the large-scale dumping of these luxury goods, in order to maintain their wealth no longer shrinking, the only way is to multiply the price of those luxury goods bought by three, and then apportion tax increases to the people under the rule. (The reason for multiplying by three is because they will buy those luxury goods again next year, so they have to leave a little room for themselves so that they don’t feel nervous.)

Due to the low productivity of the feudal farming era, the common people pouted and desperately scrabble in the ground, so they could only maintain a life of food and clothing.

Now that the nobles raise taxes again, their lives will be even more difficult. Not to mention the loss of a large amount of hard currency such as gold and silver. Directly caused deflation.

Originally, a bag of grain could be sold for one silver coin, but now it can only be exchanged for half. I used to do it all in one year, and I could buy some oily salt, red-head rope or something like Yang Bailao, but now I can only buy a little salt, and this has to be the standard official salt mixed with 50 taels of soil in a pound.

Who is on this day, who is not so popular?

However, due to the proper strategy of the nobles, they have been making all kinds of excuses and successfully transferred the hatred of the ordinary people.

Therefore, after finding out that they have less money, the common people do not hate the noble lords around them, but instead hate the Flying Eagle Group that is far away.

When the honourable old people in the village were all right, they gathered to scold the unscrupulous businessmen for making these obscene tricks and ruining the elders and young men in their own homes.

In addition, in order to resist the huge Laohe troops, General Hadu often recruited troops from the local area. Pull their young laborers away. Many relatives of people are serving in Hadu's army.

Therefore, these southerners naturally did not have any good feelings about the Lao He troops led by Lord Luo.

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The cavalry got the order and kicked the door of each house with their feet unceremoniously, regardless of whether their door fell to the ground or not, and then rushed in viciously.

Immediately afterwards, there were shouts of cursing, barking of dogs, crying of children, screaming of women, and the sound of breaking pots and bowls from the village.

Various sounds are intertwined, extremely chaotic. It's the same as the bandits sweeping and plundering.

Suddenly a man rushed out of the house, fell on the ground and then jumped up and down, running lifelessly along the dirt road in the village.

A cavalry ran after him, screaming, "Catch him, catch him~!"

When the cavalry guarded at the entrance of the village saw this situation, he flicked the rein and chased him with a flick of the rein. After a few steps, he reached behind the escaped villager, and then he slapped his back with a sheathed long sword fiercely.

After receiving a heavy blow, the mountain man rolled to the ground. The cavalry pulled the rein and turned the horse's head to stop him, and then jumped off the horse to see that the villager was struggling to get up and kicked. He stepped heavily on his back and stepped him back on the ground.

Then he slammed his horse whip on him, and the villager who hit him rolled on the ground holding his head.

The cavalry chasing behind ran over and stomped him with his big feet.

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

The cavalry then forkped him 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 cavalry showed the armor in his hand and said, "The boss, it's our equipment, and the blood on it hasn't dried up yet."

The officer stared at the mountain people on the ground with a cold expression, glanced at the big tree next to him, and said, "Hang up this **** for me. Even if the thief's den is here, bring the whole village to me. Tell my brothers carefully. Search,"

Soon, the cavalry found items of peacekeeping troops from several homes. The soldiers hoisted all the men who hid these items at home, and then used their whips to beat them with all their strength.

The whole village was also driven away, gathered at the entrance of the village, looking at the fierce peacekeeping soldiers in fear.

The mountain people who were hung up were beaten and screamed, and the clothes on their bodies were quickly pulled to pieces.

"Say, where did the stuff come from? Who are the accomplices? Where are they?" The cavalry showed no mercy to them, and they kept asking.

However, these people just bite and said that these things were picked up in the mountains.

Asking where they picked it up, these people said it was messy, and they couldn't compare before and after.

Listening to their wailing and begging for mercy, the officer felt more and more irritable, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose. He pointed at them and said harshly: "Don't waste time, ask them again, and cut off what you don't say. Ears, cut off their hands for me if you don’t say anything, and cut off their feet if you don’t say anything.”

As soon as the words came out, the hanging villagers were scared and faceless, and they trembled and looked at the sneered peacekeepers in front of them.

The soldier took out the dagger, walked to the first person, put the blade on his ear, and said coldly: "Ask again, who are your accomplices? Where?"

The villager looked at the soldier in front of him timidly, his teeth trembled, and stammered: "Really...really, we...picked it up."

The soldier took the knife and dropped it, cutting off one of his ears and still on the ground. The man screamed in pain.

Then a few soldiers came up, held him next, grabbed his arm and pressed it to the ground, and put the sword on his elbow.

"Just ask you again, can you tell me?"

Half of the mountain's face was covered with blood, and he lay on the ground and looked up at the soldier holding the sword. Finally, he shook his head.

The soldier sneered, and raised the sword to be cut off. A young man next to him shouted anxiously: "Don't kill him, I said, I said all..."

The villager who was crushed on the ground slammed, raised his head and said loudly: "Shut up, you..."

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

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

At this time, the young people poured out everything they knew, including their ambushes in the small peacekeeping troops, the hiding place of the Southern Army in the mountains and forests, and even explained that in the next small village, there were also collusion between the villagers and the Southern Army. activity.

After listening with a stern face, the officer groaned and ordered: "Brothers gather."

Then he pointed to a few villagers who were hung from the book, and said coldly: "Beheaded of their dogs~!"

Several people were paralyzed by the scare, the young man cried out in fright, and said anxiously: "I have said it, I have said it..."

The officer snorted and said, "Kill my brother, and think I will spare you, cut it~!"

The gathered villagers shouted and rushed up, but they were immediately stopped by the soldiers next to them.

A few soldiers stepped forward, put down a few hanging people, kicked their knees, knelt them to the ground, and then the soldiers behind swung their swords and cut them off.

The action was done in one go, without any muddle, the beheading was completed in a blink of an eye, and even the villagers underneath hadn't reflected it, and several human heads were already rolling on the ground.

Then the soldiers kicked the corpse on the back, kicked the headless corpse to the ground, and wiped the blood from the sword on the corpse blankly.

The villagers below immediately cried, and several others fainted in shock. The villagers still wanted to rush forward, but with an order, all the soldiers showed their swords to stop them.

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

The officer glanced at them contemptuously, then "Bah~!" he spit out heavily.

"You are going to suffer retribution, and God will punish you." An old woman with white hair squeezed through the crowd to the front with a cane, her expression sad, her eyes full of anger.

"Retribution?" The officer sneered and said: "Yes, it is retribution. From Hardu to our Ruman land, this day is already doomed, and we will even come to repay you.

As for God? "

The officer smiled triumphantly, pointed his thumb at himself, and said: "The son of God is our boss's concubine. In other words, God is still our boss's cheap old man. How can they be considered a family."

"You...you," the old woman said angrily and hissed with her crutch: "This is blasphemy, blasphemy~! General Hardu will not let you go."

The officer suddenly became annoyed and said, "Brothers, burn this **** village to me, and I will show you who is the boss in this land now~!"

The cavalry of the peacekeeping force soon assembled again and went to hunt down the southern army in hiding.

Behind the peacekeepers, the flames burst into the sky, and hundreds of villagers huddled together, crying as they watched their burning village.

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As a group of cavalry died during the patrol, the cavalry officers stationed there took revenge, beheading more than a dozen locals who had collided with the enemy, and burning two villages.

The matter was of great importance, so when the whole thing was over, the officer wrote a report very seriously, handed it in, explained the process in detail, and attached his own defense of the village burning behavior.

As it was passed on, the report passed through the hands of first-level officers, followed by a large number of "read and forwarded" comments, and finally passed to Lorraine's hands.

Lorraine took the report, took a look at it, and then a wry smile appeared on his face. From the final replies from the legion commander and the group commander, it can be seen that everyone did not agree with it.

After shaking his head and sighing, Lorraine put the report in a file basket beside him.

There, a thick pile of similar documents has been piled up. The final release of this box of documents is only for archiving.

Because no one cares about these things, not even Almohad.

In fact, Queen Isabella's men killed the Southerners, much harder than the peacekeeping forces, and the killings of villages and cities were done together.

Although Lao He's troops had been advancing vigorously before, after reaching the border of Oromia Province, this situation changed dramatically.

It is not unreasonable for Hadu to choose this place as his home base.

Unlike the previous Yimapingchuan, the fertile southern plains. The three provinces of Oromia, Winter, and Daultre have always been mountainous and hilly with rugged roads. Like a peripheral barrier, it embraces the Harua Plain in the middle. The center of the Haru'a Plain is Khaligard, the lair of General Hadu.

Lao He's troops want to attack Hadu and level his lair, they must pass through Oromia Province.

Since entering October, they have been extremely unsuccessful in their journey here, and they have been repeatedly harassed and ambushed by the enemy.

For example, the army camped in a certain place, and when they were sleeping, they suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums outside, shouting and shaking the sky, as if someone attacked the camp.

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

When I went back to sleep, there was another sound.

This kind of thing is extremely irritating.

If you ignore it, maybe a few rockets fired from the other side. Even small-scale tentative attacks.

If you send troops out to search. There is too much pie, and there is nothing wrong with the black light. If there are fewer dispatches, maybe those people won't be able to come back.

It's like when Zhengxiang is sleeping, there is always a mosquito buzzing in his ears. It can't be beaten or driven away. And I was drowsy and didn't want to open my eyes. Finally, he gave it a bite on the sole of the foot.

It hurts my heart, but I can't make it. People who hate can't do it.

Lorraine also tried to ambush troops around the station. When the enemy comes to harass, kill it.

But those puppies are extremely cunning, and after two losses, they also changed their strategies. First, a small group of people pretended to be harassed, and when Lao He's troops ambush, they retreated. Lead the ambush of Lao He's troops to their ambush circle.

At that time, Lord Luo found that something was wrong in time and led the brigade to meet him immediately. Otherwise, the cavalry in that half of the division would be made dumplings.

The two sides launched an ambush like this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ counter ambush, counter counter ambush, counter counter counter ambush...

Although the scale of the battle is not very large, the battle is extremely cruel, not at all smaller than a large-scale battle.

And because this is the opponent's hometown and is very familiar with the geographical situation, in this guerrilla war, Lord Luo has a large army, but he can't take advantage of it at all. As long as the opponent sees that the situation is not right, he immediately turns his head and dives into the forest.

Although the army here is powerful, they can only watch it eagerly and dare not 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. They were scattered around the army like fleas. From time to time, the army jumped from all directions, took a bite, and then turned and ran.

But his army is like a giant with mud feet. Although powerful, there is no way to take the opponent.

He couldn't help but slapped the table bitterly, and cursed angrily: "*, this **** Haddou. If it is kind, don't compare it with Sir Alex Ferguson and do it face to face."