Alice was riding on her horse, looking at the endless migrating crowds of people, but she couldn't hide the joy on her face.
She seemed to have been looking forward to this day for many days. Before, Beiling was simply a shackle and a prison for her.
In order to fulfill the last wish of her father, Earl Fischereau, she had to stay in Beiling, where she has been presiding over work, and has been working hard for the rise of Beiling.
But not long ago, the situation in Beiling had become critical. There was news that her territory had been used as a bargaining chip and traded to the Kingdom of Susas.
It is not impossible to hold on to such a piece of land. As long as she mobilizes Beiling troops and then asks for help from Datang Group, with Bunas and Yucheng Industrial Zone as her back, Beiling seems to be able to hold on for a long time.
But she had to consider more issues: Yucheng and Bunas seemed to have been targeted now, and the support from the Tang Kingdom could not quench the immediate thirst. If something really went wrong, the outcome of Beiling would no longer be controlled.
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If he takes the initiative to compromise, he can at least retain the essence of Beiling and strive for a better situation.
The Tang Kingdom only deployed one division in Yucheng. In fact, this division could not last long. The symbolic significance of its deployment was greater than its actual significance.
Once Jade City is lost, Bunas will be almost an undefended city - once Bunas's outlet to the sea is lost, Beiling will be completely surrounded and isolated.
At that time, it will not be so easy for Beiling to struggle anymore. Alice does not want to let herself become a hostage to Tang Mo.
Only a stupid woman would ask a man to answer such idiotic questions as who would she save if she and XX fell into the water. A truly wise woman would choose never to fall into the water!
Alice was a smart woman. She knew that if one day the enemy tied her up on the city wall and asked Tang Mo to give up the opportunity to dominate the world, Tang Mo would definitely choose the most correct option without hesitation.
So of course she consulted the think tanks of the Tang Dynasty and finally chose the safest method.
Abandon the dead land of North Ridge and lead the population that is willing to migrate away! North Ridge's troops passing through the vicious forest to reach Bunas can not only strengthen the defense of Bunas, but also buy enough time for the transportation of large numbers of people.
"Sir! The extra train from Bunas has arrived. Although it only transports people, it still has insufficient capacity. There are too many people who want to leave, more than we expected." A knight clamped his horse.
He walked up to Alice and reported the details of the personnel transportation.
Alice did not look back, looking at the common people walking with their families on the road, she smiled and said, "Doesn't this just mean that I haven't worked in vain for so many years in Beiling?"
She has lightened the corvee and reduced taxes, and has always been conscientious in her work. She has kept Beiling in good order and is much richer than the surrounding areas.
Today, she finally saw the public opinion in Beiling and saw the simplest rewards for kind people.
She just gave an order, and countless people left the fields they were tilling just now, put down the hammers and wrenches in their hands, and left the new houses they had just built.
These people stuffed their money into their pockets, carried their bags and dry food on their backs, put their shotguns on their shoulders, took out their cattle and sheep from their shacks, and walked onto the road in front of the door as usual, heading towards unknown distances.
So Alice smiled, like a wife who went to her lover with a smile and tears.
While riding on the horse, she secretly swore in her heart that she would give the people who followed her the best future.
Even if she dies and loses everything, she will fight for a bright future for these people and the best and most prosperous life!
The complexity of the pre-war arrangements was beyond everyone's expectation. When hundreds of thousands of people began to cross the vicious forest, some serious problems also occurred on the Qi side.
The temporarily mobilized artillery and ammunition could not be transported to the front line at the first time due to transportation capacity and organizational chaos, so Qi State was not ready for war within the expected time.
As a result, several countries began to spit and curse at each other and greet each other's ancestors for eighteen generations, but no one had the idea of shooting the first shot.
There was also a little problem with the cooperation between the Lions Empire and the Susus Kingdom, and it was Alice who raised this problem for them.
Alice sent a telegram to two countries at the same time that she wanted to evacuate Northridge. This telegram caught the two countries by surprise.
Originally, Susas was planning to invade Beiling again after the war broke out and the Tang army was weak.
At that time, all you need to do is be on guard against the Lions Empire, at least you won't have to attract the resentment of the Tang Kingdom.
It's a pity that the plan did not change quickly. Alice took the initiative to withdraw from Beiling, exposing this piece of cake to two greedy countries in advance, disrupting a series of previous strategic arrangements of the two countries.
Everyone in the Lions Empire began to consider whether they should take a bite of this cake first and reap the immediate benefits.
Susas, on the other hand, had already lost a prime minister. At this time, there was no way out, and he was ready to take the lead and stir up trouble.
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On a dark night, on an empty street, in a camp on the southern defense line of Dorne, a group of officers were holding the telegram paper in their hands and staring at the empty wine glasses on the table in front of them.
"This order is completely unacceptable! What does it mean?" A Dornish officer waved the message in his hand and said depressedly to his colleagues: "Our King must have been bewitched by a traitor!"
"That's right! It's those bastards in the rear who bewitched our King!" Another officer stood up and waved his fist: "I don't think we should execute this kind of random order!"
"But we are soldiers of Dorne! Soldiers should obey His Majesty the King's orders!" The young officer standing on the other side said sadly, as if he was saying something intolerable.
"What did you say? How does General Bolton treat you on weekdays? How could you do it at a time like this..." The major general who spoke first suddenly stood up, stared at the colonel opposite him and scolded.
"Of course I remember General Bolton's kindness to me! But...but my whole family is in the royal city, what can I do..." the young officer said angrily.
"My wife and children are also in the royal city. I...I...I don't know what to do." Next to the young officer, another major general was also in a dilemma.
"It must be the Prime Minister! And that damn Chancellor of Finance!" Clenching his fists, a bearded major general said at this time.
"When things have reached this point, what's the use of saying which bastard bewitched His Majesty the King... The order has been issued, and now it's up to us whether we will execute it or not." The leading general looked gloomy, as if he had lost his position. Same.
"Alas..." A group of officers sighed in the camp. Many of them lowered their heads, as if they were unwilling to make a choice at all.
"I'm not afraid! I'm just alone!" The bearded officer suddenly raised his head and looked at everyone around him: "I have always regarded General Bolton as my teacher! I don't care. Whatever you choose, I'll tell you! Whoever dares to touch General Bolton will step over my body!"
He pressed the pistol on his waist and looked at everyone present coldly: "When the time comes, just leave everything to me alone!"
"General!" At this moment, a man opened the curtain and walked into the big tent. A middle-aged man in his late thirties calmly walked to the middle, found a seat and sat down, and faced the people standing there. The subordinates who were stunned on the spot pressed their palms.
Almost obeying their own muscle memory, the people who were standing slowly sat down and stared at the man in front of them in disbelief.
The man was wearing the military uniform of an admiral of the Kingdom of Dorne, and he didn't even wear an armed belt or his own pistol.
The person who came was none other than Bolton. He spread his hands and said to everyone: "I know you have all received the order, ordering you to kill me."
He smiled bitterly, and then seemed relieved: "I have feelings for you and Dorne. It's fine now and I don't need to struggle anymore. I have served Dorne for three years, and I have fulfilled my responsibility." Is not it?"
Having said this, he shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed: "Look, I have left the pistols given to me by His Majesty the King of Dorne in the tent, and I have also left the star next to the pistols. I have fought for Dorne for so many years. Zhan, it’s not too much to wear some clothes and go, right?”
"General!" The bearded officer's eyes were red, and he stood up to say something again. However, Bolton reached out to stop him.
Everyone present noticed that Bolton said "His Majesty the King of Dorne" instead of "His Majesty the King" he said before.
"After tonight, you and I will become enemies rather than friends... When we meet on the battlefield tomorrow, I will not show mercy. I also hope that you will not insult what you have learned from me." He looked around at everyone, Names of these people were named one by one.
Some of those whose names were called bowed their heads and remained silent, some wiped their tears directly, and some had firm eyes, seeming to be responding to Bolton's words.
"Everyone should also think clearly. If you let me leave today, you may be letting the tiger return to the mountains. In the future, I will be the one to kill everyone present." After finishing speaking, Bolton stood up and walked towards the door: "This may be the only time you defeat me. My chance."
"Forget it! General! I think when we meet on the battlefield tomorrow, you will definitely be my defeated general!" A major general stood up and saluted Bolton at attention.
"Hahaha! That's right! You only have this little skill, but I've learned it all!" Another colonel stood up and saluted Burton at attention as well.
"I'm not going to work tomorrow!" The bearded officer obviously didn't want to be an enemy of Bolton. After saying this bitterly, he also saluted directly to Bolton.
One after another, the officers stood up, most of them said nothing, but silently raised their palms to Bolton, pressed them on their chests, and performed a Dornish military salute.
Some people stood up but did not salute. They just stared at Bolton with dull expressions, as if they were unwilling to let Bolton leave and had no intention of stopping him.
Burton just walked out of the camp, then got into the car and leaned on the back seat.
These officers who have been with him through life and death and have been trained by him will all become enemies standing opposite him after tonight.
As he said, we are enemies rather than friends in the future, and the greatest respect for soldiers like them is to defeat the opponent with dignity on the battlefield.
"General." The sergeant driving the car turned back and looked at Burton: "Are we really not going to take some people with us? To ensure safety along the way..."
"Stop talking nonsense and drive!" Bolton rubbed his sore eyes and ordered impatiently: "If someone really does it, no matter how many people they take, they will die... Why do you ask them to do it? Is it so good to betray the motherland?"
"I'm from Beiling." The driver whispered, then stepped on the accelerator of the car, and the military vehicle swayed slightly and drove slowly towards the entrance of the camp.
"From now on, we are all Tang people." Bolton wiped his cheeks, and then he felt better. He is a dandelion, a wandering seed.
Now, he is going back to his hometown, his motherland. Although he bids farewell to everything in front of him, he will be greeted by a more interesting future.
The car moved forward slowly in the military camp, with the dim car lights shining in front of the land that was not flat. Occasionally, you could see the cold cannons standing behind the piled sandbags, and you could also see the tents.
Decorated with a dancing bonfire.
The patrolling soldiers shouldered their weapons and stood at attention and saluted the car passing in front of them. They could not see clearly who was in the car through the faint moonlight, but they could tell the model of the car and the ability to ride in such a car.
The person driving the car in the military camp must be a big shot at the general level.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Soon, a checkpoint appeared in front, and the checkpoint was surrounded by soldiers. Normally, the person on duty here should be an officer with the rank of second lieutenant, but now
Standing here is a colonel.
Ever since they began to learn from the Datang Group's security forces and set up modern military ranks, Dorne's officers have been graded like this. Officers like colonels also have considerable status in Dorne.
Where the car lights shined, a soldier stretched out his arm to signal the car to stop. Next to the sandbags on the side of the checkpoint, two shooters had turned their guns and pointed their Maxim machine guns at Bolton's car.
At the same time, the rest of the soldiers also raised their weapons and surrounded the car. It seemed that as long as the leading colonel gave an order, these soldiers would pull the trigger and smash the car in which Burton was riding into a sieve.
Holding the flashlight imported from Datang Group, the colonel and his adjutant walked to the car with a serious expression.
He flashed a square flashlight, and the dazzling light made the sergeant in the driver's seat unconsciously squint his eyes.
"I'm sorry, I was ordered to set up a jam here...to capture the treasonous enemy spy Burton." The colonel explained to the sergeant driving the car: "I have been guarding here for most of the night, and I still haven't seen anyone."
As he spoke, he moved the light in his hand, as if he hadn't seen Bolton sitting in the back row, walked to the back door, and said to himself: "It's a pity, I guess the officers inside were Taking the credit."
As he said that, he waved his hand behind him: "Let it go! It's just an empty car, it's boring."
Following his order, the soldiers put away their guns and moved away the barbed wire fence and obstacle poles. Only then did the sergeant driving the car notice that the Maxim machine gun behind the sandbag did not have a canvas ammunition chain attached.
Bolton's car slowly crawled forward. When it passed the colonel, the officer stood at attention and saluted Bolton. He didn't say anything, and Bolton didn't say anything either.
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Strauss was blindfolded, his hands were tied together, and he was escorted out of his headquarters. The surrounding soldiers were armed with live ammunition, and the leader was a veteran who was the deputy commander of the northern defense line.
The old man walked in front with his hands behind his back and a cold face, followed by the somewhat bewildered adjutant.
Standing at the door were a crowd of officers who had come to plead for mercy. Many of them had also received orders tonight, ordering them to deal with Strauss, a treasonous officer.
"Deputy Commander! There may be some misunderstanding!" An officer blocked the way of a group of people and pleaded: "I guarantee with my personality that Commander Strauss will not betray the kingdom's intelligence."
"Yes! Sir! You have been with the Commander for so long, don't you know what the Commander is like?" Not far away, a colonel with his chest covered with medals and his hands still wrapped in bandages spoke with a cry. shouted.
"Get out of the way!" the white-haired deputy commander scolded coldly: "Don't you think about your children, wives, and your fathers and mothers?"
As soon as he waved his hand, the guards behind him rushed forward and pushed aside the people blocking the way. The team continued to move forward, and the officers on both sides showed unbearable looks.
Another person blocked the team's path and cried out for Strauss, but they were all expelled by the deputy commander, and some of them were even hit with rifle butts until their faces were covered in blood.
"General Strauss is unjust!" Some of the gathered soldiers shouted dissatisfiedly.
Along with this man's shouting, many soldiers started shouting: "Yes! It must be framed by traitors!"
"Those bastards who didn't go to the front line and let us die here will end up framing a good general like Strauss and taking credit for his achievements!" Soon, someone came up with a more reasonable "picture." .
"Those cowards hiding in the rear! They should be skinned!" More and more soldiers shouted dissatisfied.
However, after all, they were all Dornishmen and their wealth was in Dorne. The clamor and abuse continued until Strauss was taken into the armored vehicle that served as a makeshift prison car, but no one had the courage to come forward and rob the prisoner.
The armored vehicle swayed, and Strauss closed his eyes and finally said: "This doesn't seem to be going south."
"Your sense of direction is still so good." The deputy commander sitting opposite Strauss had an old voice.
"Then, are you planning to execute me on the spot?" Strauss asked calmly as he scratched his forehead with his tied hands.
"The order given to me is this... to avoid long nights and many dreams, and to deal with this serious problem of yours right there." The old man replied.
"You are still the same." Strauss sighed: "Have you ever thought about the consequences of what you do?"
"There are many people in this world who never care about the consequences of doing things. Our King is like this, and so am I. I have to say that in this regard, I am very much like our King." I don't know how long it took, the old general felt.
When the armored vehicle arrived, it gradually slowed down and said to Strauss.
Soon, the door of the armored vehicle was opened from the outside. The old general stood up and got out of the armored vehicle. Then someone helped Strauss and also got out of the door.
"I have been ordered to choose a place to shoot you." The deputy commander took out a folding knife from his pocket, showed the blade, and cut off the rope tied to Strauss's wrist.
Then, he pulled off the black cloth covering Strauss's eyes and stared at Strauss with a pair of cloudy eyes.
A row of Dornish soldiers stood behind the old general, standing at attention and saluting Strauss. The old general made a gesture of invitation: "Let's go! Get out of here! Let's go!"
"What will you do if I leave?" Strauss did not move his steps, but instead asked the old general.
"What can I do? I am a soldier and I must carry out orders!" The old general sighed and waved his hand impatiently: "Get out! Get out!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Thank you!" Strauss stood at attention, saluted the old general with the Donne military salute, then turned and walked towards the darkness to the north.
This is the border between Dorne and Jade City. As long as you continue walking a few hundred meters north, you can see the closed trading port.
"Let's go!" Looking at Strauss's back, the old general ordered the soldiers behind him: "Strauss has escaped... We have pursued here, and there is really no way to cross the border."
"Yes!" All the soldiers turned around in unison, then got on the truck behind them, followed the armored vehicle, and drove slowly back to the south.
Just when the King of Dorne completely ignored the fact that his two daughters were married to the two heroes of the kingdom respectively, and was preparing to attack the two generals from the Tang Military Academy, Strauss and Bolton were surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops.
Evaporated from the world.
All the generals were confused, and many of them even resigned from their military posts afterwards. In order not to irritate the military and avoid a chaotic military rebellion, the King of Dorne had to hold his nose and admit that the two men were missing.
statement.
What made him even more depressed was that his two daughters cried, made trouble and hanged themselves, and even asked to live in Bunas and no longer wanted to stay in Dorne. As a father, he had no choice but to finally be cruel and refused.
My daughter's request.
He has no choice but to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. He is afraid that someone will use his daughter to blackmail him as a king and force him to give up some interests at a critical moment - the lives of these two daughters are not important.
What's important...is the face of the Kingdom of Dorne!
At this moment, what he regretted was not his two estranged daughters, but his failure to get rid of the former Dornish heroes...
