Proof of the Sun King

Chapter 592: , different choices, different fates

Led by the old guard, with a small number of local nobles' knight army and serf infantry supported by Ryan, the counter-insurgent army led by the Baron of Biocari, Juan Carlos-Viewer, swept the entire Leona with a gust of wind and waves. In the south of Sainan, the rebel strongholds were pulled up one by one. Crazy Sand Literature Network

Since Juan came under Ryan's command, he was deeply influenced by Ryan. He also listened to Ryan's careful guidance before departure. The Knight of the Sun has a very keen eye on strategy and tactics. After a few battles, Juan immediately judged that the rebels seemed to be powerful, but in fact they were vulnerable. They could develop and grow in the strangulation of the local nobles, mainly relying on the following aspects.

First, taking up arms is a rebel, and putting down a weapon is a serf. Many rebels are very cunning, but the knights are not easy to distinguish. After all, the serf with the pitchfork may really just want to fork the grass.

Second, the rebel serfs knew how to hide. As soon as the knights came, they hid in the strongholds, in the hills, in the forest, and played hide-and-seek with the knights. After a long time, the number of troops was insufficient, and there was a serious shortage of food. The old knights and gentlemen can only choose to retreat.

Third, it is very important that the rebel serfs are generally treated by ordinary serfs. In Lane's words, this is called "mass foundation". Although Juan doesn't quite understand why it is called this, he understands the meaning.

In fact, this problem is not very troublesome, the key lies in trust, and the previous Duke of Leonasse Aldred made a major mistake in this matter. After all, the too young Duke of Aldred had killed prisoners. Such stupid things as killing and surrendering had a great impact on the rebel serfs. Although it had the effect of deterring and saving food, it also made the serfs lose their trust in the knights and nobles.

Therefore, after detailed discussion, Juan and the Count of Doolin and Count Larot ordered the distribution of the relief food first. Juan distributed the relief food according to the suggestions of the Earl of Doolin and the Count of Larot. First of all, the rescue food should not be directly distributed. Give it to the local knights and nobles, because in this way, the rescue food will definitely be lost in the hands of the serfs, and secondly, the serfs cannot be led by heads, because it takes a long time, and the rebel serfs are likely to sneak in and mix in the food and cause damage. confusion.

Juan remembered Lane's instructions. He sent people to investigate the population of the nearby villages, calculate the proportion, and then asked the village elders to bring people to collect bags of brown bread. By the way, he warned these village elders that if there was embezzlement and corruption in the middle, That can only trouble the old man to apologize with his own head.

Immediately afterwards, Juan announced a strict military order to strictly control all looting. If there is military needs, he will be compensated with food or coins according to the price.

Originally, there was still the Yan army who went out to mess with men and women, but the problem is that now it's not these soldiers who want to go out and mess around, but the serf women, and even some small noble women who took the initiative to post it. After a long time, he could only listen to the advice of Count Doolin and Count Larot, and took a step back, saying that he must be responsible for what he did.

It happened that a typical example was found among the serf infantry. A serf infantryman who had been fighting with Duke Ryan for many years couldn't help stealing a few eggs from the local serf's house to eat. With ten hits, the serf infantry, who had been a little fluttering, was ripped open and was dying.

This severe punishment is not only awe-inspiring for the three armies, but even the entire old Musillon territory has caused a sensation. Rumors spread wildly among the serfs, saying that Duke Ryan's army is different from other knights and gentlemen! He is the embodiment of chivalry! We are saved!

Now, when some rebellious serfs came to the village to seek supplies from Tonghe, the attitude of the local serfs changed immediately. Not only did they differ from these rebellious serfs, they also rudely tied them up and escorted them to Juan.

Moreover, Bellegar also taught Juan a very bad move. Bellegar instructed Juan, saying that you should fight a war of annihilation, not to destroy all of them, and remember to let some people go appropriately to ensure that they escape to the remaining rebel serfs.

Sure enough, in the past few days, although there are still tens of thousands of rebel serfs, the argument that "the old guard is invincible" has spread wildly among the rebel serfs, no matter how the rebel leader stops it, it's useless.

Taking this opportunity, Juan led a team of old guards, two serf infantry regiments and a team of dwarf artillery, as well as the knight army led by the Counts of Doolin and Larrot, and prepared to attack the last few strongholds of the rebel serfs. .

The pressure like the pale sisters began to slowly suppress the rebel serfs. The terrifying pressure almost suffocated everyone. Under the coercion of huge pressure, the remaining 30,000 or so rebel serfs were forced to concentrate. Up, the rebel leaders raised their heads and quickly split into two factions.

The opinion of one faction is to immediately confront the counter-insurgency army. Since the army from the south must cross the river to continue its advance, they advocate that they should simply deploy defenses along the river to resist the offensive of the counter-insurgent army before they are completely defeated.

The other faction advocates retreating to strongholds near Arden Forest, assembling troops to stand there, waiting for the counter-insurgents to run out of rations as usual.

The two sides quarreled for a long time without any results, so they simply divided into two factions, those who wanted to defend along the river, and those who wanted to retreat.

In this way, about 10,000 rebel serfs defended along the river, and the remaining about 20,000 rebel serfs retreated towards the final stronghold.

When the rebel serfs arrived at the river, they shouted for luck, because the counter-rebel army led by Juan just arrived on the other side of the river. It was midsummer and the river flow was very fast. The rebel leader arranged for his men to camp here. Anyway, In his opinion, the river was flowing so fast that the knights on the opposite side would definitely not dare to cross the river until they had collected enough boats.

It can only be said that the decision of the rebel serfs to deploy defenses along the river was right, but the low level of knowledge and very narrow insight made all this useless. They didn’t even know that there is a thing in this world called dwarf pontoons , This pontoon does not require a boat.

With the help of the dwarf engineer Dugan-Tiehan, and under the leadership of fishermen who were familiar with hydrology among the local serfs, Juan and the two counts led the army to build a pontoon bridge six kilometers upstream that night, and successfully crossed the river.

At this time, most of the rebel serfs were still sleeping.

Juan was still very patient, and he motioned the army to wait for a while. After the dwarf artillery had finished crossing the river, he formally ordered the attack.

The artillery fired in unison, then the knights charged, and finally the old guards led the serf infantry into the battlefield. After hundreds of battles, in countless blood and fire experiences, with the bonus of sophisticated equipment, the old guards let the rebellion. The serfs realized what a real professional soldier was, and the gangsters who had been entangled with the knights and gentlemen for many years by the spear array and the large wooden shield finally collapsed.

I don't know who shouted "The old guard is here", which directly caused the bombing of the camp, which eventually led to the chain collapse of the rebel serfs of about 10,000 people.

After a night of fierce fighting, the rebel army of more than 10,000 serfs disintegrated, only less than 2,000 escaped, and the rest were all captured.

Out of thirst for people, Juan Yan's army killed prisoners and surrenders, and the baron watched with joy at the thousands of rebel serfs kneeling on the plain begging for their lives.

It's all labor! Live and live labor.

After placing the prisoners and leaving a part of the army to look after them, Juan instructed the army to kill the prisoners at will according to Ryan's instructions.

Along the way, there are ten rooms and nine empty villages, broken walls, white bones, no tops of weeds, and evil beasts coming and going.

The further the army went, the more serious the faces of the soldiers and knights became.

Among them, Raymond felt the saddest.

After a lapse of years, he finally returned to his village, where he was born and grew up.

But what awaited him was a piece of white land. The whole village had been abandoned for a long time in the war and looting. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this was just another ruined village on the marching road, but in Raymond's view, this is his home.

Home is gone.

Looking at the village that was almost burned to the ground, I could hardly recognize any trace of the past among the ruins, and the grass and shrubs covered it.

Raymond's house had collapsed for a long time. When the old guard came to the door of his house, he found that the door had been smashed open, and the contents inside had been looted.

The former Leonathay fugitive slave shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, there is nothing valuable at home."

"This is the village you used to live in?" Juan, the Baron Biocari, came up. The baron was even a lot younger than Raymond. Under the golden sun's burning ring helmet, there was still a bit of immaturity on his face. Full of vigor and self-confidence, he took a closer look before saying, "Yes, I remember that many people escaped from Leonasse."

"I'm used to staying in the territory of Your Excellency the Duke. I almost forgot that not every place in Brittany is as prosperous as under Your Excellency the Duke." Raymond said with some caution and a little sadness: "This is the case. Villages are the status quo of most villages.”

Hearing this, the dusty Count Doolin understood.

This kid is a runaway slave!

This fugitive slave turned into an old guard? !

The old-fashioned aristocrat felt a little sour in his heart. After thinking about it, he decided to take the initiative to speak, even though he had never had a direct conversation with a serf before, because it would have lost his share.

But Count Doolin and Count Larrot could understand better than those old Musillon nobles who were still squeamish. Instead, he took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Listen to your accent, you are also a Leonasser! Brat, Let you escape, do you know how many people died on the way?"

"Uh...hehehe~" Raymond smiled a little embarrassedly after hearing this. After all, he was a fugitive slave. He had a natural guilty conscience in the face of such local nobles, but the old guard knew that he represented Duke Ryan's face. Can only nod without saying a word.

Earl Doolin didn't pursue too much, he just continued, with a heavy tone: "That's it, some people, just like you, managed to escape, but some people were out of nowhere and launched a rebellion, and they rushed Entering the knight's house, opening the warehouse, and attacking the guards, after a long time, the serfs gathered and formed a rebellion. Wherever they passed, there was no grass. Except for the goddess of the lady who dared not touch, they not only plundered the homes of knights and nobles, They even plundered the serfs' grain reserves, and the bandits crossed the border. The local serfs also suffered a huge disaster. They had to rebel after all their rations and property were taken away. After a long time, the rebel serfs were like a snowball. Getting bigger and bigger."

"Let's solve the rebellion early." Juan also sighed, and he once thought that Brittany was under the rule of Ryan: "Minimize the killing as much as possible, these are the population."

"Yeah!" The crowd responded with a bang.

Three days later, the counter-insurgent army surrounded the last stronghold of the rebel serfs south of Leonasse.

At this time, the rebel serfs in the stronghold had already learned of the failure of the defense plan along the river. About 20,000 rebel serfs were crowded into the very small stronghold. The simple city walls made of wood, stone and mud could Unable to withstand the counter-insurgent army, these rebel serfs really have no confidence.

Unstoppable panic, worrying for a long time at the slightest disturbance, is a true portrayal of these rebel serfs.

Inside the crowded and foul-smelling stronghold, several rebel leaders were discussing what to do. They had planned to surrender, but after all, they knew that the former Duke of Leonassee, Alderel, had killed prisoners and surrendered, and then we met again. There were only more than 2,000 troops who came to suppress the rebellion, and there were more than 20,000 on their own side, and the argument that they immediately advocated "fighting" to try again prevailed.

"Arang, can we really beat His Excellency the Duke's army like this?" A few of the little leaders asked unconfidently, "That's the old guard!"

One of the leaders of the rebels was named Alang, who was also a young man in his twenties. It is said that his father was too tired and was crushed to death by wood when he was serving the knight, so he launched the rebellion in anger. .

"What's the matter with the old guard!" Arang's face was covered with scars, his hair was messed up in a few pieces, and he lost an eye. I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

"But..." The other rebel serfs were terrified when they heard the name Old Guard.

"There are only more than 2,000 enemies, and we have more than 20,000. What are you afraid of?!" Arang said impatiently: "Let's talk about a battle first, if we can win, maybe Duke Ryan is willing to surrender us! At that time How can you be a freeman and a sergeant, maybe a knight, don't you want?"

"..." The rebel serfs stopped talking.

The next day, the gate of the stronghold opened wide, and the strongest warrior in the rebel army led thousands of rebel serfs, using crude weapons and tattered equipment, to charge the counter-rebel army. .

The counter-insurgency army didn't seem to respond, they just stood there, lined up in three rows, without saying a word.

The rebel serfs were just a little surprised, and before they had time to think about it, a dazzling white light and hundreds of white smoke suddenly flashed from the counter-insurgent army, and then there was the sound of thunderous gunshots!

"Boom~ boom boom boom!"

In an instant, the rebellious serfs rushing in front were planted in pieces. Before the dense barrage, blood flew and screams were endless.

Afterwards, the serf infantry opened the array, and an army wearing gorgeous military uniforms and half-plate armor, bearskin hats, red and blue epaulettes with braids on their waists, and leather boots joined the battlefield. They were either armed with halberds, or Holding a long-barreled fire gun or holding a big sword, they joined the battlefield in rows~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The strongest warrior among the rebels, the warrior who had fought over several strongholds with an invincible hand Dozens of people rushed in front of this army, but the officer of the old guard easily sidestepped his attack, and then chopped off his head with the halberd in his hand, leaving dozens of rebel serfs alone. They dispersed, and in front of this army, their resistance seemed ridiculous.

With loud singing, with the roar of artillery and the cries of the knights on the flanks, the army marched into battle.

They have been through a lot, and many of them have fought with Ryan after he has just arrived in the Kingdom of Knights. They have fought Beastmen, fought against the Red Duke, once fought Khorne's Chosen Champion Aegir-Red-Eye, and fought with him. In the Battle of Blackstone Stronghold and the Battle of La-Messonnell, he personally defeated Heinrich Kemmler, the great undead wizard, and finally even fought hard against the No. Longzhong has made countless contributions.

At this time, in the face of these rebel serfs, one look from them is enough to make the enemy feel terrified.

"Here comes the old guard!"

"It's the old guard!"

"We're done!"

"Ladies have pity on us!"

Thousands of serfs were defeated in an instant, screaming and running for their lives.

Alang, who was standing behind the city wall, knew that something was wrong, and he shouted hoarsely: "Get out!"

It was too late, the heavy artillery of the dwarves had already bombed the city wall, and the defenders were torn apart and turned on their backs, and then the flanks of the knights attacked. Finally, as the old guards entered the stronghold, the rebel serfs were defeated.

In the midst of the chaos, two familiar people met.

"Raymond?! It's you! You actually became an old guard?!" A familiar voice made the old guard raised his head, and then his mouth widened in surprise.

"Alan?!"

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