Proof of the Sun King

The situation was over, and the leader of the rebels, Alang, hesitated for a moment, then immediately handed a weapon to Raymond and asked to surrender. Crazy Sand Literature Network

The counter-rebel troops were a little unwilling, but Juan kept in mind Ryan's guidance and saw the surrender of the rebel leader, he decided to allow it.

The battle was over. Under the stern gazes of the old guards and the local nobles, the rebel serfs came out of the stronghold little by little in groups of three and five, and knelt down and surrendered.

The counter-insurgency army is very strict. Except for clothes, bedding and some pots and pans, no weapons are allowed, not even hoes, pitchforks and other suspected weapons, any gold and silver jewelry and items with a color of faith. No, please submit them all.

Once found to be privately entrained, there is absolutely no reason to be spared, and they will be executed on the spot.

It was a very severe order, but the rebel serfs were relieved to hear it.

Because the requirements are so high and the orders are so severe, it doesn't look like they want to kill the prisoners, because if the knights really want to kill the prisoners, they won't be so troublesome.

The counter-insurgent army set up camps for prisoners of war, and dozens of cauldrons were set up to cook and eat for these rebel serfs.

Juan had planned to distribute black bread to the rebel serfs, but Count Doolin and Count Larot immediately objected. They believed that although these rebel serfs were justifiable, they were really not worthy of black bread, so that they would not be hungry. Just die, and besides, let these serfs eat too much in case they have the strength to resist?

Juan thought about it and thought it made sense. The prisoners really didn't need such good treatment.

There is porridge cooking in the big pot. This kind of porridge is not the fragrant and oily porridge eaten by the army at all. It is made of old grain and some grains at the bottom of the warehouse, and some chopped vegetable leaves are added. The porridge cooked with water is not only without a drop of oil, but also very thin!

But it was already a delicacy for the rebellious serfs.

The smell of porridge wafted in the summer air, and the rebellious serfs could hardly stand their legs when they smelled this fragrance. The unkempt, scrawny, and ragged rebel serfs gathered together slowly. There are also the elderly, the weak, the sick, the disabled, women and children. Many women don’t even have clothes to wear. No matter how hard they try to cover themselves, they still show a little bit, and they are too embarrassed and angry.

In the old guard camp, the leader of the rebel army, Alang, was caught in the barracks for interrogation. He also said everything as a bachelor, but kept begging Juan not to kill the prisoners and surrender. He was willing to exchange his life for everything. human life.

After following Ryan for a while, Juan also learned a lot. On the surface, he looked very embarrassed. After watching Arang begging for a long time, he reluctantly agreed to let these rebel serfs go.

The moment Juan let go, the rebel leader knelt in front of everyone in the barracks, weeping so hard.

It just so happened that Raymond was Arang's fellow countryman, so Juan asked Raymond to press him to eat something first.

Raymond took Alang to the old guard's barracks and found a place to sit down, because he was shackled, and he knew that if he did something wrong, it would be the 20,000 brothers and sisters outside who would suffer. The army leader sighed, and he took the bowl of porridge from Raymond's hand: "Long time no see... So, you are now an old guard? You are here with the knights! Bring them here. beat us?!"

Raymond was also silent, his childhood playmate was right in front of him, so familiar, yet so unfamiliar. They used to play together, went into the forest to pick wild fruits, went to the river to catch fish together, and when they grew up, they also gave the knights together. The old man is in labor.

On that night of rebellion, Arang chose to resist, while Raymond chose to flee.

Different choices have created different paths in life in the future. When we meet again, Raymond is already an old guard with great achievements. He wears half-plate armor, a dwarf's finely crafted halberd, and a sword on his waist. Liang, how can you still look like a serf?

"Luck is dead." Raymond was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Remember him?"

"What about his two sisters?" Arang was stunned for a while.

"I also died. I died on the way to escape. I was killed by the Beastmen. My mother and my brother almost died." Raymond said sadly, "It's not that easy for anyone, Arang."

"...Hey, yes, it's not that easy for anyone. If I am a rebel, I will be hanged. If you are a fugitive slave, you will also be hanged!" The rebel leader gritted his teeth: "Anyway, no matter what. If you want to die, either run away or fight back, if you survive, so do I, that's enough!"

"Arang, why would you..." Raymond stopped.

"Why?! Why are you asking me?!" As soon as he said this, Arang's **** became excited again, and he almost yelled: "What can I do if I can't live? If we don't even have a bite to eat, we still need it. How's it going? Watching yourself starve to death?"

The chains of the shackles rattled.

Seeing his hysterical appearance, Raymond was suddenly very fortunate. He was very happy with his choice. He escaped to Duke Ryan's territory and lived a good life since then.

Alang also realized that what was in front of him was not his childhood playmate, but an old guard. He sat down again and ate porridge in a big mouth. This action was violent, as if he wanted to get something back.

Eating and eating, big drops of tears came down: "It's been a few days."

"How many days?" Raymond asked curiously.

"We have been out of food for several days, and we have to take out more than 100 dead people from the stronghold every day." Alang said with tears: "Your attack is too fierce, hit one place and destroy one, we usually scattered activities. , where is there so much food!"

"...Sorry, but this is the Duke's order." Raymond was a little embarrassed, and the old guard felt a little ashamed for the first time: "We must quell the rebellion as soon as possible."

"Duke? Duke!" Arang gritted his teeth, he resisted his anger: "You know the duke, you know, how did the duke of Leonace treat us?!"

"He lied to our original leader and said he was willing to help us and solve our problems. We were very happy and chose to surrender. The result was that duke. He pretended to send us tolls and food to send us home, and then took the surrendering serfs. They were imprisoned in the hills and carried out a massacre!" Arang's eyes were blood red: "Eight thousand people, eight thousand brothers and sisters, were killed by the duke! Tell me, Raymond, how is the duke of Leonathay now? ?"

"He's dead, killed by vampires." Raymond knew that Duke Aldereld had been instigated by his valet to kill, capture, kill and surrender.

"Good kill! Dukes should be damned!"

"Arang!" Raymond was also angry: "Duke Ryan is different from him!"

"These knights and nobles are all the same bastards!"

As soon as the rebel leader said these words, the atmosphere in the camp changed.

A pair of angry eyes stared at the rebel leader, and an old guard came up and slapped the rebel leader's face with a slap: "Shut up, you idiot, I don't care about anything else, if you don't want to die , don't speak ill of the duke, or you can try it, and I can tell you that I was a serf like you, farming by the Chinon River."

"I'm a serf too! I'm a hunter in the Sharon Forest!"

"I'm also a serf! I used to fish for a living in Hongyu Village!"

"I am a serf! I was a butcher before the duke called me!"

"We are all serfs!"

"Without Duke Ryan, we wouldn't be where we are today!"

The old guards crowded up. These soldiers who were killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood were all terrifying. Arang was so frightened that his face was pale and he was speechless. Raymond persuaded them for a while. Just scattered away.

"I said it before, Duke Ryan is different from them." Sitting down again, Raymond continued: "On our side, Duke Ryan gets everyone's wear, everyone, there, no one goes hungry, as long as they are diligent Everyone has food for work, and even more so for farming, the duke levies a fixed tax on us, as long as we pay enough for the duke, the rest will be ours.”

Arang muttered in a low voice, but Raymond didn't understand what he said.

"By the way, I remember that we once aided a large amount of grain in Leonace!" Seeing that Aaron was silent, Raymond remembered something and said doubtfully, "Although it's all old grain that has been stored for nearly two years, but It should be enough to solve the food shortage!"

"Relief food? What nonsense are you talking about, Raymond." Who knew that Arang sneered again, and he sneered with his spoon to drink porridge: "Don't talk about us rebellious serfs, even those who are willing to give to knights The serfs who farmed the land did not receive a grain of relief food, and this kind of relief is not us, but some knights in the castle, right?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, we knights and nobles have not seen those relief rations." At this time, a voice approached from behind, wearing a Brittany earl's costume, with lace on the cuffs. The earl of Larot approached, He first nodded politely and said with a smile, "Mr. Alang, do you want to know where the relief food went?"

"How do I know!" Arang shouted impolitely, but his eyes flickered back and forth, obviously still very interested.

"The relief food from several large ships was transported into Leonasay Castle by Bordello's Poseidon Fleet. Originally, this batch of food was provided by several southern principalities to support the food shortage in Leonasay." Count Larot said with a smile: " On the second day after the food entered the port, the market of Leonasay Castle immediately began to sell relief food, and the price was much lower than the cost price. It didn’t take long for these relief food to be snapped up by the nobles and merchants in the north of Leonexay. ."

"..." Allan clenched his fists.

"From the beginning to the end, we old Musillon nobles have never seen a single grain of relief food." Larot's smile was full of bitterness: "Of course, it doesn't mean that we can't get it at all, it just asks us to buy it with money. , we old Musillons have always been excluded like this, no wonder."

Hearing what Count Larot said, the old guards onlookers sighed for a while. They were all serfs. Naturally, they knew some tricks played by the knights and gentlemen. .

In any case, with the fall of this last rebel serf, all the rebellions in the south of Leonathay have been quelled.

Peace has finally come.

…………I am the good dividing line of Duke Ryan…………

Old World, Brittany, Earl of Glamorgan, Earl's Castle of Lane.

"Oh, what an unexpected achievement!" Ryan sat on a chair in the study and browsed the battle report sent by the front line. He nodded again and again, looking very happy.

This time, to quell the rebellion of Musillon's old collar, a large amount of gold and silver jewelry was collected from the baggage and personal luggage of these rebel serfs. According to statistics, there are more than 7,000 gold crowns.

The stocks that these rebels have looted for many years are here. Obviously, this large sum of money has attracted the coveting of many local nobles. Recently, many nobles have come to Ryan to ask for the money, saying that the money is from the rebel serfs. What they took away, I hope Ryan can return it to them.

This is really too much to think about. Since you can't keep it, don't blame me for not giving it.

With a stroke of his pen, Ryan defined this large sum of gold and silver as "captured".

In addition to the quickest response, Count Doolin and Count Larot, who personally led their knights to participate in the war, took one thousand kroner, the rest of the money will be used to resettle refugees and surrendered rebel serfs, restore production and Control the situation so that Ryan doesn't have to spend extra money from his own small vault to solve these problems.

On the whole, this counter-insurgency was successful, and as the first battle after the establishment of the old guard, this battle must be won, and as Ryan wished, this battle began to establish the impression that the old guard was invincible.

This is very important for Ryan's plan behind him. As his facade and the army he built, the old guard must have strong fighting power, firm fighting will and a winning mentality at the same time.

So Lane chose the rebellious serfs as the first battle for the establishment of the Old Guard.

The old guard is really elite, and he has followed Ryan along the way to win countless battles, but Ryan knows that because this army is elite, this army has rich combat experience, and this army is well-allocated, it can be used casually, otherwise .

It is the story of the legend of the fastest donkey cart in the Sorghum River~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After the founding of the country, the iron army that destroyed several countries successively had its backbone broken on the spot. Since then, the army facing the north has no longer any psychological Advantages, although the losses in this battle are not very large, the losses are far from being as simple as tens of thousands of casualties.

The later Yongxi Northern Expedition was a continuation of the bad results. Zhao Er, who was frightened, donated seven to eighty-eight of the 200,000 army elites that Zhao Da left him, and then made another command error in the battle of Junziguan. Zhao Er sent all the last elites of the army into it. Since then, all the elites of the army that Zhao Da cultivated at the beginning of the establishment of the country were wiped out, and he never dared to hope to recover Yanyun.

Lane thought to himself that it was not the fault of Zhao Er for starting to mess around and desperately compromise with the literati, because the army was gone, and if the literati were not made more happy, maybe one day the emperor would be replaced, and it is well known that , Zhao Er's legal orthodoxy is problematic, he is not a strong claim! Literati like to use this to make fuss and make things happen.

So what's up with Ryan now?

Lane's current situation is like Zhao Er who has won the battle of Sorghum River and successfully recovered Yanyun!

At this time, there was no one in the entire kingdom who could oppose him and dare to come out against him, and even when he stretched out his hand to the indestructible aristocracy, the two old Musilon counts could only grit their teeth and agree.

Because they can't tolerate them not agreeing, otherwise there will be many people who want to come up to be counts.

Don't hold back!

But Ryan knows that he still needs to be careful. It only takes one failure and everything will go back to the way it was, and his years of hard work will be in vain.

After thinking for a while, the dark elf came in from the outside: "Master, Morgiana has returned from Corona, and she said she has something to discuss with you."

"Morgiana is back?"