In the age of cold weapons, no unit can generate as much momentum as the cavalry charge and at the same time cause a devastating blow to the enemy's morale.
Especially the knights, whose men and horses are all heavily armored, look exactly like heavy tanks in modern warfare.
Unless trenches are dug in advance, even the dense phalanx of spears, which is most effective against cavalry, will be difficult to withstand the terrifying impact of the howling.
Because soldiers are humans, not machines, any normal person would instinctively feel fear when faced with a head-on collision with a behemoth weighing more than half a ton, including man and horse.
When you see your comrades around you being stabbed to death by lances, hit by horses, or trampled to death, you will easily be driven by the desire to survive and run away.
Therefore, many times, by organizing the knights and retinues and charging in one round, the enemy can be defeated and win.
Just look at the large-scale commotion among the soldiers at the front of the army formation when they faced the attack of the noble coalition cavalry, and you will know how effective this simple and crude tactic is.
You must know that these people are not undisciplined mercenaries, nor are they militiamen recruited temporarily, but the main regular army that Zuo Si spent a lot of effort to build.
Although it may be lacking in training and combat experience due to its relatively short formation time, there is absolutely no doubt about its discipline and loyalty.
There are even many people who are not afraid of death in order to fight for a better future, and have been extremely brave in previous battles.
But now, facing the stormy mass charge of the heavy cavalry, I still can't help but feel frightened.
The only thing worthy of praise is that they did not collapse or escape. Instead, amid the hoarse shouts of the officers, they set up a dense forest of guns that was mind-numbing just by looking at them, preparing for the coming impact.
Just as the distance between the two sides continued to close and were about to collide, the cavalry rushing out from the flanks finally raised dust and attracted the opponent's attention.
"Look! It's the enemy's cavalry!"
A noble knight's eyes instantly shone.
Because in his opinion, there is no sense of honor in attacking a group of infantry composed of tenant farmers, mercenaries and serfs, even if they win. Only cavalry fighting against cavalry is what a real man should do.
What's more, if these cavalry are allowed to attack their flanks, they will be attacked by both infantry and cavalry at the same time.
No matter which aspect you consider, you should be the first to defeat the opponent's cavalry.
"Turn around! Everyone, turn around!"
Accompanied by the shouts of the noble knights, the flag-bearer raised the flag high and waved it vigorously, guiding the following companions to turn.
If you stand at a high place, you can clearly see thousands of heavily armored cavalry suddenly turning sharply less than 60 meters away from the infantry square, directly leaving the latter who were waiting for them at a loss.
But fortunately, the infantry phalanx of the aristocratic coalition that followed the knights in attacking immediately appeared in the field of vision.
The officers had no time to think about it and immediately shouted to the crossbowmen behind them: "Everyone prepare! Three volleys!"
Accompanied by the creaking sound of the bowstring being pulled apart, thousands of arrows immediately flew into the air and drew a beautiful parabola, before falling like raindrops on the enemy's head.
As we all know, war in the Cold Weapon Age was all about organization, so nothing was more important to the infantry than maintaining formation, so the soldiers of the noble coalition did not advance very fast.
It would be better if those of them had shields in their hands, at least they could hold them up to withstand rounds of arrows, but those without shields and holding spears and spears would be in a worse situation.
Although the body is basically covered with chain mail, so it is impossible to kill him with one hit due to the power of the arrow, but injuries are inevitable when he sees red.
In particular, wounds torn by arrows will cause severe pain and continuous bleeding.
Their wailing sound as they fall to the ground will continue to take a toll on morale.
Even some infantry phalanxes whose discipline and training were seriously insufficient began to retreat.
Because they had seen the catapults and ballistas erected behind them, they understood that the shields in their hands were completely useless against such large-scale murderers. Basically, they would die if they were touched or rubbed.
fortunately!
After all, Duke Bram was not an idiot. He immediately waved his hand to push his long-range army forward, trying to suppress Zuo Si's military formation through arrows, ballistae and catapults.
In this way, the infantry of both sides started a battle in the traditional sense.
The only difference is that Zuo Si's side is an integrated army that has been reorganized, so when he gives an order, his officers will execute it without hesitation.
The coordination between the noble coalition forces is relatively slow, and there are often problems with the connection between the front and back.
After all, they were not under the same chain of command to begin with.
In addition, nobles always subconsciously have the habit of conserving their strength, and their internal relationships are even more complex, and there may be conflicts between them. Therefore, although they are large in number, their combat effectiveness is not very strong.
When the infantry phalanx began to engage in close combat, many noble private armies showed signs of collapsing and fleeing.
On the contrary, the soldiers on Zuo Si's side began to realize that the infantry of the noble coalition was just a bunch of show-offs and soft persimmons. Therefore, Yuezhan Yueyong advanced and retreated freely under the command of grassroots officers, often giving way to the phalanx in the center to retreat slowly, and then retreated slowly.
Order the two wings to rush forward to form a concave semi-encirclement net.
Inflict more damage by continuously squeezing the opponent's range of activities.
With stricter discipline, cooperation and excellent battle formation, the frontal battlefield is almost overwhelming the opponent.
If it weren't for the numerical disadvantage, this rabble could be defeated in a few dozen minutes at most.
In comparison, the cavalry duel that had already unfolded on the Great Plains outside the main battlefield seemed particularly strange.
Because the lightly-armed cavalrymen under Zuo Si had no intention of confronting their opponents head-on. Instead, after a provocation, they immediately turned around and ran away. As they ran, they cut open the sacks hanging on both sides, letting the sharp triangle nails hit them during the run.
Rolled down the gap and fell to the ground.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Once all the triangular iron nails are thrown away, the cavalry in the last row will speed up to the front of the team.
The cavalrymen in the last row will then repeat the actions they did before.
Moreover, this kind of kite flying is not in a straight line, but uses the advantage of speed to constantly change horses and circle.
It didn't take long for the noble knights and their retinue to find that they had not only exhausted their horses' energy in pursuit, but were also trapped in the middle of a man-made field that was not suitable for cavalry combat.
"Damn it! These cowards without courage and honor! They actually used such despicable methods!"
A noble knight who had just fallen off his horse got up and looked at his horse, only to find a sharp triangular iron nail stuck in the horse's hoof.
Although the insertion was not too deep due to the barriers of the horseshoe and the thick cuticle, it had already destroyed the horse's running ability.
The most important thing is that this great plain is covered with weeds half as tall as a man, blocking the view, making it impossible for people to see where these insidious triangular iron nails are hidden.
Not only him, but also nearly two to three hundred knights and retinues were all thrown into pieces because their horses' hoofs were stabbed.
A few of the more unlucky ones even fell headfirst and broke their necks, killing them on the spot.
"What now? We seem to be trapped here!"
The knight holding the command flag opened his visor and asked his companions with a pale face.
"What are you afraid of? They are like a group of rats in the sewer, they don't dare to fight us head-on. Order everyone to dismount and gather, and we will clear the weeds and clear a path bit by bit."
Another noble knight with a higher status showed a mocking expression of contempt and disdain.
Obviously, the arrogance and arrogance engraved in their bones prevented them from realizing how dangerous their current situation was, and they thought it was just a ploy by the other party to move the cavalry away from the battlefield.
Little did they know that a massacre that could subvert the status of heavy armored cavalry in the cold weapon age was about to begin.
In order to clear away the triangular iron nails hidden in the grass as much as possible, the noble knights and their retinues gathered together to form a tight horizontal row, and moved forward slowly while waving their swords.
Once he found a nail on the ground, he would pick it up and throw it to both sides, cursing.
"Your Majesty, you are so good at predicting things. You actually predicted all the possible moves of these stupid nobles a few days in advance."
A mercenary captain who had followed Zuo Si in attacking the noble castle from the very beginning expressed his admiration and admiration and excitedly complimented him.
Because knights and retinues are the most powerful force in the hands of the aristocracy, a symbol of invincibility, and the foundation on which they rely to maintain their rule.
As long as this cavalry force, which has gathered almost all the knights in the entire kingdom, is wiped out, the next thing to do is to attack one castle after another, and completely sweep the guy who has ruled this land for more than three hundred years into the garbage of history.
heap.
When they think that they can plunder the wealth accumulated by those families for hundreds of years, enjoy the ladies, young ladies, and young masters that they could only look up to before, and listen to their screams and moans in pain, humiliation, and despair, all the mercenaries are excited.
I feel like there is a fire burning in my heart.
After all, before this, although the mercenary profession could earn quite generous rewards, in terms of social status, it had always been hated by everyone and disliked by dogs.
The noble lords regarded them as tools and basically threw them away after use. Some of them would be silenced if they did too many shady things for their employers.
The common people regard them as robbers, bandits, vultures that feed on killing and death.
Some towns will even refuse to provide any services to mercenaries, and even merchants will not sell them supplies.
But now?
Not only did they get the coveted respect, but they could also take revenge on the nobles who looked down on them.
Therefore, in the eyes of the mercenaries, Zuo Si is simply the savior and holy king sent to them by God.
In order to avoid making him unhappy, many mercenaries even took the initiative to curb their bad habits such as kidnapping, extortion, and robbery.
The reason is also very simple.
You can only get a little money by robbing civilians, but you can't make huge gains by killing and looting nobles and wealthy businessmen who are related to them.
Although most of it had to be turned over, the remainder was enough to feed their greedy appetites.
"It's nothing difficult.
After all, being a noble for a long time will really affect your IQ.
What's more, they haven't experienced a tragic failure yet.
You have to understand that people are very strange and stubborn creatures. Unless you experience some things personally, you will easily believe them no matter what kind of news you hear.
Only when you are knocked to the ground severely will you wake up.
Now let's take out the grenades and start preparing. As soon as the enemy approaches the outside of the restricted circle, we will immediately launch waves of attacks.
Remember, all grenades you carry must be thrown out within a short period of time.
Only in this way can we annihilate the strongest force of this noble coalition to the greatest extent."
After saying that, Zuo Si gently pinched the belly of the war horse under his crotch, put down his visor and began to slowly move towards the direction of the noble knight and his retinue.
At this moment, he was fully armed, and behind him were two terrifying door-panel swords.
Normally, no horse can bear such a terrifying weight.
But Zuo Si used the power of Bato Hell to strengthen the war horse under his crotch. Therefore, this black war horse is already an out-and-out magical creature. Its eyes are flashing with frightening red light, and its teeth are eating grass from the original ones.
The molars and incisors have all been transformed into canine teeth that are more suitable for biting.
Therefore, this war horse named "Death" not only did not have any difficulty in carrying a weight of more than one ton, but also walked lightly and looked very relaxed.
Not only that, after it realized that its master was going to ride on it to fight, it immediately became extremely bloodthirsty, excited and kept making harsh neighing sounds.
If Zuo Si hadn't been holding the reins, it would have accelerated and rushed out at this moment.
Rumble, rumble!
Accompanied by the sound and vibration of horses' hooves trampling on the ground, the light cavalry, which had been resting for a while, finally began to move again.
Each of them was seen holding a lit torch in one hand, and the other hand was carrying a very rough-looking iron can with an obvious fuse on it.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the earthen grenade made by the craftsmen under Zuo Si's guidance.
Due to the limited power of original gunpowder, the only way to make up for the lack of power was to increase the amount of powder charged.
Each iron can weighs more than three kilograms, has been granulated, and has many small iron pieces stuffed in it to increase splash damage.
Perhaps in the industrial age, these primitive earthen grenades would just make people laugh.
But in this continent where cold weapons are still the mainstream, it is definitely an out-and-out dimensionality reduction attack.
When the noble knights and their retinue were about to come out of the area covered with triangular iron spikes, the light cavalry immediately began to accelerate and roar to charge.
"Mount up! Hurry up! They want to attack our formation!"
"Do these cowards finally dare to fight us openly? Then let them do it!"
"The kingdom must win! The nobles must win! Kill all these disgusting mud-legged people and leave no one behind!"
"The glory belongs to us!"
…
Along with the shouts all day long, the noble knights and their retinues quickly remounted their horses and formed an attack formation, intending to show off this group of light cavalry who did not even know life and death and did not even have vests.
But soon, they paid a heavy price for underestimating their enemies.
Because Zuo Si's light cavalry had no intention of attacking at all, they used their sprinting speed to light the fuse and threw the explosives in their hands. Then they turned and ran in circles like the kite heavy cavalry before, adjusting their direction and lighting the next grenade.
"Ah!!! Damn it! What the hell is this?"
A knight was hit on the head by a grenade falling from the sky and screamed in agony.
After all, the weight of three kilograms plus the acceleration caused by the sprint of the war horse will definitely not be very painful when hit on the body.
Thanks to the quality of the helmet, it successfully blocked the attack after being dented.
The knight who was hit felt a little dizzy.
Just as he lowered his head to see what the "hidden weapon" that was attacking him was, a thick smoke and pungent smell suddenly came from the crotch of the war horse.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!!
The knight and his horse were directly lifted into the air three to four meters high by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and spun around in a circle before falling back to the ground with a bang and motionless.
During the rotation, the unprotected horse's belly burst open, and its intestines, plasma and other internal organs were scattered, forming a spectacular blood mist.
Countless small pieces of iron collided with other knights and followers around them at extremely fast speeds during the explosion.
Most of them were blocked by the armor, but some fish that slipped through the net were still embedded deep into the fragile flesh along the gaps.
Others were killed or stunned by the shock wave generated by the explosion.
In addition, there are cases where war horses are frightened and run away, throwing the rider off his back and trampling him to death.
In short, in just five or six minutes, the scene was completely in chaos.
Because the noble knights who had never seen the power of hot weapons did not know how to deal with this situation, and some even thought that it was some kind of evil witchcraft or magic that had never seen black powder, and instantly lost their will to fight.
And those who recognized that it was a gunpowder explosion and wanted to resist desperately were forced to run around because their horses were frightened.
If you are lucky enough, you may be able to escape from the area full of triangular iron nails, but most of them will step on the nails and fall to the ground when the horses are frightened and run around and become lambs to be slaughtered.
The light cavalry who threw away all the grenades directly picked up the lances dropped by the enemy on the ground, began to hunt down these lone knights and retinues, and crucified them one by one on the endless plain.
No mercy!
No mercy!
No need for prisoners!
Some are just ruthless killings!
Especially after losing the war horse, the invulnerable heavy armor completely became a burden, constantly consuming the little remaining physical strength.
Some knights and retinues also wanted to form a dense circular formation to resist the impact of the light cavalry.
But whenever a certain number of people gather, a grenade will inevitably fall from the sky and blow them up.
"No! No! No! How is this possible? We actually lost to an army composed of untouchables!"
The noble knight holding the command flag looked at his companions who fell one after another around him, and his entire emotional and psychological defenses collapsed.
“Untouchable?
Do you think your bloodline is noble?
If you go back a few hundred years, your ancestor may have been a chief or warrior of a barbarian tribe.
Because the empire established by Overlord Garcelik suddenly collapsed overnight, you seized the opportunity to seize this land and become your own king.
The so-called feudal system and feudal aristocracy were essentially the result of mutual compromise between barbarian tribes as they transitioned from barbarism to civilization.
What's more, in terms of physiological structure, there is no essential difference between nobles and commoners. They can be injured and die in the same way.
So what gives you the confidence to think that nobles can be superior to common people?
Is it this nearly invulnerable full-body armor?
Or a monopoly on land, wealth and violence?
Believe me, all of this becomes vulnerable to gunpowder and hot weapons.
Bullets and cannonballs will easily penetrate the most reinforced armor, and the energy brought by chemical explosions will tear apart the feudal system that has shrouded this continent for thousands of years.
And I am the one who brings about change.”
With a slightly mocking voice, Zuo Si finally appeared in front of the other party.
Right now, he was holding two large door-panel swords. The blades and bodies of the swords had been completely stained red with thick blood, and there were even pieces of intestines or other internal organs hanging in some places.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The war horse under the crotch is unabashedly devouring and chewing the flesh and blood torn from the corpse.
"You...are you the foreign prince?"
The noble knight was obviously frightened out of his mind by this hellish scene, and he and his companions around him tightly held the weapons in their hands.
"Yes, it's me.
Haven't you been clamoring about courage and glory before?
I now give you a chance to prove yourself.
Come, take up arms and attack me.
As long as you kill me, you can win everything, even this war.
Don't worry, I'll stand here and never move a step, let alone run away."
With that said, Zuo Si shook off the blood stains on the sword with a very relaxed movement.
The surrounding mercenaries quickly formed a group and assumed a posture of watching a good show.
Because they have seen more than once how terrifying the master they are currently loyal to is in terms of force, they are not worried at all about what kind of trouble these thirty or so frightened enemies can cause.
"Go! Kill him!"
A strong noble knight was the first to resist the temptation, picked up the mace in his hand and rushed forward first.
His tactic was very simple, that is, first smash the exposed knees of the war horse to make Zuo Si fall off the horse, and then surround him with others to capture him.
Finally, he used this distinguished hostage as a threat to escape.
I have to say that his idea is very beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.
Before he could get close, a big sword slashed down his head and face.
The speed was so fast that the tall noble knight had no time to react, and he and his armor were split in half on the spot.
puff!
Blood spurted out more than two meters high from the broken artery, and then the two halves of the body slowly fell to the ground.
Since his head was not chopped off, his consciousness was always awake. Before he died, he saw his half-divided body, with an expression of horror and disbelief on his face.
He couldn't understand at all how his thickened stainless steel shoulder pads, which were strong enough to withstand lance impacts, could be cut open as easily as butter.
But none of that matters now.
Due to the loss of blood supply, the brain cells soon began to go into shock and died in large numbers. Eventually, he completely lost consciousness and breathed his last breath.
Blown by the breeze, the pungent smell of blood was immediately smelled by the other knights and retinues. Coupled with the highly visual impact, several people with poor mental endurance began to vomit involuntarily.
It's not that they can't stand the bloody killings, but a physiological reaction caused by excessive stress.
The mercenaries who were watching the excitement and were not afraid of the chaos applauded and praised: "Your Majesty, your swordsmanship is getting more and more powerful. Maybe next time you can try to cut off people and horses at the same time. I believe the scene will be amazing."
Very spectacular.”
"Come on.
War horses are an important resource, and I have nothing against the horses, so why should I kill them too?
On the contrary, it is these worm-like rubbish nobles who should be driven out and killed without leaving a single one behind."
As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si suddenly urged the hell horse to rush forward, massacring the trapped knights and retinue with an unrivaled attitude.
Under the attack of the two door panel swords, whether these guys used shields to block or raised their weapons to parry, it was all meaningless.
In the blink of an eye, they were all slaughtered like melons and vegetables, leaving only broken limbs and arms everywhere and blood falling like raindrops.
After doing all this, he turned around and said to the herald: "Immediately blow the horn and wave the flag to call all the cavalry who have scattered in pursuit to come back and change their uniforms. I only give fifteen minutes to change their uniforms and horses.
, launch a general attack in fifteen minutes."
"clear!"
Without saying a word, the herald raised the flag in his hand high, and at the same time signaled another person next to him to blow a low horn.
Woo——woo——woo——
When the low voice began to echo in the sky above their heads, all the scattered light cavalry immediately stopped all movements, even discarding the captured horses, weapons and armor, and turned around and ran towards the rear of their own army formation.
At this moment, the difference between discipline and lack of discipline was vividly displayed, even for those mercenaries who were used to being free and undisciplined.
Because they know that these things will not escape if they are thrown here.
On the contrary, it is more important to launch a general attack and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop to completely conquer the entire kingdom.
Once the aristocratic power completely collapses, both wealth and power will become easily available.
Just when the cavalry returned to their own army formation and began to put on their equipment, Hemet, who had replaced Zuo Si to command the infantry, had already learned the result of the cavalry battle. He immediately fell into uncontrollable ecstasy and ordered the adjutant beside him: "Go and notify the artillery! Here
I'll hit you hard!"
"As you wish!"
Knowing that victory was in sight, the adjutant seemed very excited and without saying a word, he put up a bright red flag.
The impatient artillery officer, who had been waiting for a long time, repeatedly confirmed the attack signal in less than two seconds and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Charge! Charge quickly! It's time for us to perform! If anyone falls at this critical moment,
chain, I will punish him by cleaning the toilets for a month."
But the officer's worries were obviously unnecessary.
As the relatively safest military branch at present, artillery does not need to think too much at all. It only needs to load the gunpowder according to the process, insert the shells, and finally light the fuse.
After all, calculating distances and surveying angles are too complicated for this group of illiterate and semi-literate people.
So all they had to do was to level the muzzle and fire at the enemy's infantry square ahead.
As the fuse was ignited and made a squeaking sound, several heralds on horseback immediately ran wildly between the military formations, shouting at the top of their lungs as they ran: "Get out of the way! Everyone on this line is fucked."
Get out of the way! If you don’t want to die!”
In just a few seconds, passages quickly opened in the middle of the originally dense formation, and behind the passages were black holes of bronze muzzles.
When the fuse was completely burned out, a deafening sound and vibration swept through the entire main battlefield.
Although these bronze artillery pieces totaled only twelve, and all of them fired solid projectiles, the horrific lethality they caused frightened both the enemy and us.
Since the infantry phalanx of the noble coalition was very dense, a bloody storm broke out immediately after the cannonballs were fired. All the unlucky ones who stood in the way of the cannonballs, without exception, either died suddenly on the spot or had their legs broken and their hands disabled.
Regardless of whether it is a shield or armor, it is no different from paper when faced with such powerful projectiles.
The most important thing is that the artillery shells opened one gap after another in the enemy's formation.
Just as the noble coalition froze in place in the face of this terrifying weapon they had never seen before, the artillerymen had already completed the process from cleaning the barrel to reloading the ammunition.
As the leads made a squeaking sound again, some noble lords finally came to their senses and turned around and ran away like crazy.
Once they run away, their private troops will naturally follow them.
But before they had even taken a few steps, the artillery shells arrived as expected, tearing the dense phalanx to pieces once again.
If there were not many people who escaped because they did not react to the first bombardment, then the second bombardment was equivalent to completely waking them up. They no longer had any will to fight and began to scramble to flee collectively.
Hemet keenly observed this and quickly issued a pursuit order.
At the same time, the cavalry led by Zuo Si also finished changing their equipment and launched an overwhelming charge from both wings, crushing the last few who resisted.
The rest is to follow and pursue and expand the results.
When the demoralized cavalry rushed into the camp of the noble coalition, Duke Bram and many noble lords had no time to escape and were blocked on the spot.
Because the main battlefield collapsed so fast that they didn't even have time to figure out what happened.
Coupled with the fact that a few knights who had escaped were recounting their experiences, many people were in a state of shock and confusion.
Seeing the panic of these noble lords, Zuo Si casually hacked to death a guy who looked like a bodyguard, and asked with a sneer: "Your Excellency, is this the real power of the kingdom as you call it?
I have to say, I am extremely disappointed with this.
Because of your poor performance, I felt that this game was not difficult, and I almost fell asleep out of boredom.
Especially those knights and retinues, they are completely like a group of spoiled children, unaware of the danger and lacking vigilance.
To be honest, the fact that this country has survived until now and has not been destroyed is really thanks to the excellent matching mechanism of this continent.
Are you ready for the end of the world now?"
As the last word blurted out, the expressions of the noble lords present suddenly changed.
Because they know that the foreign prince in front of them will not play a war game between nobles with them. Even if he loses, his life will not be endangered. At most, he can only pay the ransom and return to the family territory to make a comeback.
After being silent for half a minute, Duke Bram mustered up the courage to test carefully: "Are you really going to kill us all?
If there are no nobles, who are you going to use to help you rule this country?
Those merchants, craftsmen and other citizens?
They are all a bunch of deviant guys with no loyalty at all.
On the contrary, we can quickly help you stabilize your rule over this country.
We are willing to regard you as king and swear allegiance to you and your heirs."
"Ha ha ha ha!
Sorry, I don't need your allegiance, I just need the power, wealth and land in your hands.
As for the crown, I will get it myself.
As for loyalty, I don't care about these boring things at all.
Because loyalty itself comes from interests.
As long as I can satisfy their interests, these people will always be loyal to me.
So please go die in peace.
Don't worry, in a few weeks to a few months at most, I will send all your servants, wives, and children to keep you company.
After all, the most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy.”
Zuo Si laughed and sentenced all the noble lords present to death.
In his opinion, the feudal system is the most primitive, backward and laziest of all forms of governance, and may only be slightly better than the tribal system.
The biggest advantage is that the cost of governance is relatively low, and the political structure is extremely simple. As long as the king maintains a good relationship and balance with several large families, his status can be as stable as Mount Tai.
However, the disadvantages are too numerous to count, and social governance capabilities and organization are so low that it is maddeningly low.
As an emperor who wanted to conquer this continent, how could Zuo Si choose feudalism as his base, so he just waved his hand.
The cavalry behind them understood instantly, raised their spears and charged forward, killing the former supreme rulers of these kingdoms on the spot, or taking them prisoner and beheading them, hanging them, or nailing them to the rack.
Anyway, ordinary soldiers may still have a chance to survive, but those with noble blood would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.
With the annihilation of the noble lords, the battle that determined the fate of the kingdom finally came to an end.
The remaining trivial matters, such as cleaning the battlefield, providing treatment for injured soldiers, burning and burying corpses to prevent plague, obviously did not require Zuo Si's personal intervention.
He sat directly in the camp of the noble coalition, looked at the blood-stained map, and asked without looking back: "How long do you think it will take to attack these castles and manors now?"
"Hmm... I think it will take at least two months.
Although most of the troops in these places have been mobilized, just organizing the servants can still rely on the terrain advantages to carry out resistance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As far as I know, the number of servants for a great noble like Duke Bram can reach hundreds or even thousands.
Of course, if you use explosive barrels or bronze cannons, it's a different story.
I don't think any castle gate could withstand an explosion of this magnitude."
Hemet expressed his judgment bluntly.
"In that case, let's divide our troops.
Three thousand people were left to continue following me into the royal capital, and the rest were all distributed to young officers with potential in units of one thousand people.
This is a good opportunity to practice their ability to lead troops independently and gain some experience.
As for the bronze cannon, I won't give it to them for the time being.
However, the explosive barrels can bring two vehicles to each thousand-man team.
Oh, right.
Remember to tell those officers that there is no need to kill all the nobles this time.
You can leave some beautiful women or men whose sense of resistance is not so strong as appropriate.
I plan to bring them together and use them as a tool to make money.
After all, I believe that there should be many people in this world who are willing to spend a lot of money to taste the taste of those ladies, ladies and young masters, right?
You must know that after this war is over, the funds we have on hand will have been almost used up.
If we don't find a way to get some money, many reform measures will not be implemented at all after we take complete control of the country."
When saying these words, Zuo Si's tone revealed naked and undisguised malice towards the entire aristocratic class.
Obviously, he not only wanted to kill all the nobles, but also used them to break their bones and suck out their marrow.
The reason why we didn't do this in the past was mainly because we didn't have absolute control yet, and if we stayed, it could easily turn into an internal hidden danger.
But now with the disastrous defeat of the aristocratic coalition, Zuo Si is already the de facto supreme ruler of this country, and there is no need to worry about what disturbance the remnants of the aristocracy may cause.
The next thing to do is to follow the modern development history of Europe on Earth and continue to support the citizen class on the stage of history.
"Are you going to turn them all into prostitutes?"
Hemet was visibly taken aback.
Although some countries on this continent have a tradition of treating the wives and daughters of the defeated party as slaves and servants, there are obviously not many who blatantly humiliate the entire aristocratic class like this.
Zuo Si smiled and responded: "That's right.
You should still remember how much money I paid those mercenaries, right?
Now it's time to get that money back.
Not only do I want to use these noble prostitutes, but I also plan to auction castles in various places and give them corresponding titles.
Of course, these titles have no territory, only the title and the castle itself.
How about it, how many people do you think will be willing to pay a lot of gold coins for this?"
Upon hearing these words, Hemet immediately exclaimed in a joking tone: "Oh my God!
Are you going to empty the pockets of all those mercenaries and merchants in one fell swoop?
I bet a lot of people would go crazy trying to get a noble title and a castle.
Because this is something they longed for but couldn't get.
It would be a shame for you not to do business."
"No, you are wrong. Aren't I doing business now? I am just doing business for the entire country."
Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed a meaningful smile.
You took his money and you want to take it away?
Stop dreaming!
Spend wherever you make money.
He has many ways to make these mercenaries willing to give up all the money they earned through hard work.