Chapter 1027 Intrigue (six thousand, ask for a monthly ticket)
The sound was extremely loud, like thunder, and resounded throughout the city guard's mansion.
The officer on duty in the mansion was angrily ordering his men to surround them, intending to drag the knights off their horses, beat them up, or even kill them on the spot.
But at this time, hearing the other party's shouts, all the soldiers couldn't help but froze. They stopped one after another and looked at the officers behind them.
General Hadou has been operating in the south for decades and has a distinguished reputation and high prestige.
His name has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Confederate soldier. It is almost like the existence of little Xige to Germany.
Just hearing his voice is enough to make everyone cry with excitement and tears of happiness.
No one dared to question or disobey his military orders.
Although the officer on duty was annoyed, he did not dare to order another attack. Instead, he pressed his sword with his hand, took a few steps forward, raised his head, looked at the knight sitting high on the horse opposite, and sneered: "What do you mean?
Are you General Hadou's messenger? What proof do you have?
You must know that pretending to be an adult’s messenger means destroying the nine tribes. If you can’t get it, don’t blame our men for being ruthless~!”
As he spoke, he took a step forward and glared at the knight murderously.
As for these brats actually breaking into the city guard's house while he was on duty, no matter how much he quibbles, this is also a sign of his dereliction of duty and incompetence. Based on this incident alone, it can be foreseen that the future will definitely be bright.
No light.
Therefore, he was extremely eager to kill them all. Only in this way could he redeem this stain on his career.
The knight opposite didn't care about his threat. He just smiled coldly and looked at the battle flag in his hand.
Seeing the other party's arrogant expression, the officer on duty couldn't help but get furious, but then he saw the battle flag in the other party's hand and couldn't help but be startled.
I don’t know what kind of material the flag in the man’s hand is made of. Even under such a heavy rain, the flag is still fluttering in the wind. The roaring tiger on the flag is lifelike and is about to break the flag.
out.
The officer on duty suddenly became tense.
Immediately, as if on conditioned reflex, he put his feet together, made a 'pop' sound, and performed a military salute.
The soldiers around looked at it and couldn't help but feel excited.
"Tiger Guard~!"
"These knights are General Hadou's Tiger Guards."
"So the General is awake."
"By God of Light, this old man finally woke up."
"We have hope again..."
"As long as the general is here, those Yankees will die as many as they come~!"
"Now you don't have to worry anymore."
"..."
The soldiers couldn't hold back their excitement for a while, whispering to each other in low voices, and started talking one after another.
In the hearts of these people, General Hadou is a god-like existence. As long as he is around, there will never be any difficulties in the world.
These days, due to all kinds of rumors flying all over the sky, people are panicking for a while. After all, there are powerful enemies outside and rebellions inside. The situation in the south is so pessimistic. Just like the stock market, there are signs of collapse.
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And those of us who are soldiers are also hardworking retail investors.
If the market collapses, the big investors might be able to run away, but if retail investors like them are trapped, they will not only lose their jobs, but also their heads.
Therefore, they are more concerned about the changes in the situation than anyone else and are thinking about how to deal with it in the future.
But in this era of rapid changes, no matter how the situation changes, for these soldiers, it can only get worse, and it will never get better~!
Even though Laohe's troops came to attack, everyone raised their hands and surrendered. The other party did not kill the prisoners, nor send them to labor camps in the quarry. But as soon as the military status was cancelled, their seniority, labor insurance, welfare... these were all gone.
Don't look at this as just a dead soldier. In these days, the economy is in recession and jobs are hard to find.
If you want to be a soldier and have a stable job as a civil servant, you have to beg your grandpa to sue the police, beg your seven aunts and eight aunts, and then grit your teeth and pay for the coffin of your parents. This is
Just sneaked in?
I had just earned a stable income, and occasionally flirted with the mistresses and mistresses in the village. If it was better, I would secretly cheat on a few mistresses and mistresses.
And now, in the blink of an eye, it will all be gone.
How will you spend your days in the future?
My parents, my wife and my son are all waiting with their mouths open, waiting for the food to be served~!
Those who are heartless can only live day by day, while those who are caring are so worried that their hair is about to fall out.
And now...
Now General Hadou is awake~!
This is great news~!
As long as General Hadou is here, the civil strife in the south and the Laohe troops will no longer be a problem.
As for the recent defeat...
***, how dare you slander the great General Hadou? Are you the spy sent by the she-wolf to infiltrate our interior and deliberately want to destroy the great situation in our south?
Believe it or not, we, the sharp-eyed people, will beat you to death with the soles of our shoes that have been stepped on dog shit~!
The soldiers were talking in low voices, and occasionally glanced at the knights. Their eyes were full of excitement, just like kindergarten children seeing a beautiful young female teacher.
The officer on duty no longer had the scowl on his face, but with a smile on his face, he said, "Thank you for your hard work, gentlemen. It's raining heavily outside. Why don't you dismount and come inside to take shelter from the rain?"
The leading knight snorted coldly and said: "We have urgent military affairs. There is a delay. Seventeen or eighteen dog heads like you are not enough to chop off. Go and call your master out~!"
‘These ignorant bitches~!’ The officer on duty cursed secretly in his heart, but on the surface he still smiled and said repeatedly: “Yes, yes, we will report it right away.”
As he spoke, he winked at a soldier next to him.
The soldier immediately turned around and ran towards the backyard.
At this time, the heavy rain was still falling, and the knights sat silently on their horses, letting the rain pour on them, but they did not move.
The officer on duty looked at it and couldn't help but wonder: Are these people really sick? They were riding horses blocking the front yard. Especially the indifferent expressions on the faces of the knights, how could they look at it and feel so scared?
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Thinking of this, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Since these knights did not dismount, they mounted, and the soldiers had no way to leave. They seemed to realize that something was wrong, and gradually stopped talking.
There was silence in the courtyard for a while.
The only sound left between the sky and the earth was the sound of rain.
The silence was so eerie that it made one's throat feel scratchy.
The officer coughed dryly, trying to break the weird atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Sir, I don't know, how is General Hadou's health now?
There is a legendary blood-replenishing bottle passed down from the villain’s ancestors. Although the effect is not as good as that of the Flying Eagle Group’s ‘Brother Xin Chun’ brand of recovery agent that can resurrect people at full status, it can still restore full health and mana in an instant.
If the adults are not in good condition, I am willing to take it out and let the adults take care of themselves..."
Before he could finish his words, the knight glanced at him with a half-smile, as if he had seen through his thoughts, and then interrupted him, saying in a sinister manner: "Can't you tell, you still know magic?"
The officer was startled for a moment, but still smiled and said: "No, I have a cousin who is a magician. So I know a little bit about it."
The knight snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said: "My lord, you are in good health now. You don't need to worry about it. You may come here in person in two days to review the three armies."
"Yes, yes. Yes..." The officer found himself speechless, so he could only laugh twice and cover it up.
At this moment, I heard a rush of footsteps behind me.
Here we come~!
Everyone present was refreshed and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a stout man, accompanied by several guards, walking over in a hurry.
It can be seen that he came out in a hurry.
He was wearing a robe, and the buttons on it were not fully fastened. The skirt of the robe was ripped open, revealing dark chest hair and well-developed chest muscles.
He has a dark and rough complexion, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and a splayed beard. He is none other than Governor Kirkforth and General Petereus, the garrison of Zinderen Fortress.
The head of the knight's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he forced himself to calm down.
At this time, the officer on duty hurriedly took a few steps to meet him, and then whispered a few words in Peterius's ear.
Peterus nodded slightly and walked over immediately.
He could not help but frown slightly when he saw the knights still sitting high on their horses, extremely rude, but he had just received the news about Hadou, and he felt a little uneasy, a little happy, and a little guilty, plus he was considering that now that Hadou was awake
, did I kill the spy with one knife and silence him...
He was thinking wildly in his mind, so he went up but didn't say much.
He came to the front, hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sent by General Hardou? I am Peterius. Has he recovered now?"
As if to confirm, the leading knight looked at him carefully, then nodded and said: "The general is recovering now and is in excellent condition."
Peterius breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. What is the general's order when he sends you here?"
The leading knight immediately smiled, took out a parchment roll from his arms and handed it over, saying: "My Lord General has an order. In order to deal with the large-scale invasion of the Northern Army, I ordered you to set off immediately after receiving the order to go to Haliga.
The German General Headquarters discusses military affairs."
Peterus could not help but frown even more tightly. While taking the document, he complained: "What's the matter? The enemy is about to invade, and someone must guard here. If I leave, who will command here?"
The knight smiled and said: "Well, don't worry, Your Excellency. The general sent General Mela here specially. He is on the way. Maybe we can meet him when we go back."
"Meira, that guy who only flatters and engages in nepotism?" Peterius gave the knight a cold look.
After hearing his ridicule, the knight's hand suddenly clenched, but then he suppressed it and made an indifferent expression as much as possible.
At this time, Peterius had already opened the document in his hand, read it briefly, and then carefully checked the seal signature in the document.
Seeing the other party's careful and serious attitude, the leading knight couldn't help but feel a little nervous and flicked his fingers gently.
Although the remaining knights in black did not say anything, they secretly tensed their bodies.
The heavy rain poured down, and the only sound left in the whole world was the sound of "gushing"...
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Haligard.
On the surface, this most prosperous city in the south still seems to be as wealthy and peaceful as before.
The shops are still full of goods, and the city’s avenues are still jammed with traffic every day.
People work, rest and have fun as usual.
But even the ordinary people of Haligard can feel that the atmosphere of the city has changed. Amidst all this calmness, there is a faint smell of an approaching storm.
There are more and more soldiers appearing in the city. In every block and every main road, you can see heavily armed soldiers stationed and patrolling. It can be seen from the serious expressions and stiff attitudes of these soldiers that they are not only
Come and defend Haligard.
The inspections at the city gate are getting stricter and stricter, and every vehicle and vehicle must undergo careful inspection before entering or exiting the city.
The inner city has been sealed off, especially near Hadou's mansion, and no one is allowed to approach at will.
Pedestrians walking on the street at night will be closely inspected by patrol teams.
All these actions of the Confederate Army told the Halligad people that something bad had happened.
Haligard has lived in peace for decades, and this is the first time he has seen such a tense state.
Looking at the soldiers in front of them, and then thinking about the rumors that have been spreading wildly in the market in recent days, the citizens of Haligard will feel terrified.
Smart and wealthy people have adopted the usual method of idealists and have already moved their families out of Haligad to the nearby countryside.
Ordinary people who have no way to leave the city will resort to realist methods, locking the door at night and hiding a stick, knife and fork behind the door.
The inner city of Haligard is no longer as prosperous as usual.
In the past, nights were the busiest time in the inner city, with busy traffic in front of luxury hotels and top brothels.
At this moment, the inner city is dark, and the gold-selling caves that usually sell gold are now closed tightly.
Only one nightclub was still brightly lit, standing out in the dark street, and loud music and wanton laughter could be heard from time to time.
When the patrolling soldiers walked past this place, they couldn't help but glance at it and make a disdainful sigh.
Hanging on the garden-style gate are the characters "Osmanthus Garden", shining brightly under the lights.
Everyone in Haligad knows that this is the home of Hal's second son, Lakht, Hardu. It is also the first-class place for leisure in the city of Haligad, and a gold-selling cave where huge sums of money are spent.
Osmanthus Garden is Lakht, and Hadou imitated the famous Rose Garden in Ruman City. The high-end nightclub he created himself is similar to Ruman's Rose Garden in terms of layout and atmosphere. Even the name is similar to the Rose Garden.
The Osmanthus Garden is home to charming girls of all styles and delicacies from all over the continent. From time to time, it also holds some oiran competitions and auctions of female slaves or treasures, so it is known as a paradise for men.
All the entertainment venues in the city were closed, and Osmanthus Garden became the only place for young second-generation ancestors who could not bear the loneliness to go to for entertainment at night.
Despite the tense atmosphere, the Osmanthus Garden was more lively than usual.
The people gathering here were all the children of nobles, officials and generals. Although Hadou was still having fun when he fell ill, because Lakht was here, those who disliked him only dared to be angry and dare not speak out.
In a beautiful two-story building deep in the laurel forest, Almohad Crown Prince Tackard and Second Prince Gondolas were drinking wine with Lakht.
The originally handsome little boy Raht now looked haggard and tired, his eyes were bloodshot and as red as rabbit eyes.
Her long, artist-like hair was messy and tangled, and her clothes were stained with wine stains.
The second son of Lakht, who was originally a romantic and self-admired man, was as embarrassed as a homeless man.
Crown Prince Tackard put his hand on Lakht's shoulder and enlightened: "He is nothing special. I don't think he made a mess. As soon as your father wakes up, Angel won't be able to jump anymore."
"Looking at the bad things he did, your father will definitely punish him severely."
Lakht had a ferocious expression on his face, slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table, and splashed the wine. He said bitterly: "Asshole, he has bullied me since I was a child. But..."
Lakht's face fell suddenly, and he covered his face with his hands and said dejectedly: "Father will probably never get up again. The doctor said that his old injury has recurred, and even the bishop of the temple can't do anything."
Crown Prince Takade and Second Prince Gondoles looked at each other. Hadou's mansion had been sealed off from both of them. Neither of them expected that Hadou's condition had not improved, but seemed to have worsened.
The crown prince Takade patted the second young master on the shoulder and said: "Then we can't continue to mess around with Angel. He is leading us to hell."
The second prince Gondolas took a big gulp of strong wine and said angrily: "If he continues like this, we will wait for that vicious woman to chop off our head."
Lakht shook his head and said in frustration: "What can I do? Now my father's men all obey him. I didn't see him dispatching so many troops to the city. It is my younger brother who is on guard."
"It's not impossible," Crown Prince Tackard hugged Lakht's shoulders tightly and whispered in his ear.
Lakht's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He grabbed Crown Prince Tackard with both hands and asked anxiously: "What can you do?"
Crown Prince Tackard stared at Lakht closely and said: "We can..."
Then he raised his palm and scratched his neck.
Lakht was stunned. It took him a long time before he suddenly trembled and lost his voice: "Kill... kill... kill him?"
This thought was like a poisonous snake, making him instinctively afraid.
His originally pale face turned even paler, and he said in a loud voice: "This... this is impossible... brothers killing each other will... go to hell..."
As he said that, he picked up the wine glass and nervously took a sip, but because his hands were too trembling, most of the wine was lost.
The two princes couldn't help but glance at each other, both seeing the disdain in each other's eyes.
This second-generation ancestor is too much of a loser~!
If it were the two of them, they would definitely attack their brothers without hesitation. And there would be no psychological burden at all.
But then, they were startled and turned their heads hurriedly. They were afraid that the other party would see through their own eyes and see through their innermost thoughts.
Crown Prince Takade coughed dryly, breaking the awkward atmosphere.
He patted Lakht on the shoulder, and said seriously with the attitude of a true friend: "Do you have a better way?"
Gondolas spread his hands and said: "As long as your father doesn't get up and stop Angel, we will speed down the road to death."
Crown Prince Takade sighed and said: "Think about your mother, your lover, your friend, my dear Lakht, can you just watch them die?"
"I..." Lakht's face was uncertain, and he was obviously struggling fiercely in his heart.
Crown Prince Tackard and Second Prince Gondoles just looked at Lakht in silence.
For a full quarter of an hour, Lakht shook his head dejectedly and said: "But there are many guards around him, and I can't beat him."
Seeing Lakht's cowardly look, Crown Prince Takked was secretly proud and said to himself: What I want is an incompetent and prodigal second generation ancestor like you.
Gondolas looked around, jumped up, opened the door and looked outside, then came to Lakht's side and whispered: "We can find someone, there are many people in the city who are dissatisfied with him.
We only need to lure him out, at the right time and at the right place, and we can kill him quietly. We can disguise it as a traffic accident, or let him die on a woman's belly."
Lachter thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It still doesn't work. Without Angel, who will take charge of this family?"
"You~!" Crown Prince Tackard patted Lakht on the back and said, "My dear friend, you are General Hadou's favorite son. Angel has already usurped your position."
Lakht was dumbfounded, pointed at his nose, and said: "Me? I...I can't do it, I can't do it..."
Tackard and Gondoles were so angry that they wanted to kick the second generation ancestor who couldn't help him. They hated him but didn't dare to hit him. Such people deserved to be bullied to death, but they didn't encourage this pretty boy.
If you get up, your plan of letting them bite each other and then kill each other will be impossible to realize.
Crown Prince Takade said affectionately: "Second Young Master, believe me, you are more outstanding than him. Think about his achievements? He only participated in a few wars commanded by your father. And you, Second Young Master, you
This Osmanthus Garden was created six years ago to provide your father with millions of dollars in military expenses every year.
Relying on this alone, your contribution to the Confederate Army is unparalleled."
Lachter asked uncertainly: "Really?"
Takade and Gondoles nodded at the same time and said: "As far as I know, many people regard you as the hope of the future of our south. Second Young Master, you are smart, wise, flexible, and have broad connections. You will lead us.
, only then can the South survive this crisis."
Lakht's face turned green and white in turns. Sometimes he was gritting his teeth and looking ferocious. At other times, he looked sad and depressed.