Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 477: Blood Cases Caused by Baked Lactating Pigs

“This place looks wealthy...” Baron Fogley exclaimed, admiring the street view, but all three envoys in the same carriage could hear the greed and lust of plunder in his words.

“Ha ha, Tilsim is not a war-torn territory, or arguably a well-governed war zone, where markets flourish. This was the shipping place and port of departure for ocean trade in previous years, and it appears that the discontinuation of ocean trade in these years has had little effect on the port of Cobichous…" Viscount Angelink also expressed satisfaction with the prosperity here.

The four royal envoys on board this carriage belong to the newly trusted and emerging business nobility of Sterling XI, who came to the overseas territories of the Nubian mainland, bearing not only the expectations of His Majesty the King, but also the burden of wiping out the wealth of the overseas territories for him, while integrating the entire overseas territories into the emerging business nobility forces.

Had it not been for the lack of enough ocean-going sea-going vessels, there would have been six Governors and Superintendents of the direct administration, all of whom belonged to the forces of the emerging commercial aristocracy, accompanying the Kingdom's Special Envoy this time. Unfortunately, they will have to wait for the next ship before the first envoys of the Kingdom can return to the mainland of the Kingdom. After all, without fleet escorts, the route to and from the two continents is really dangerous and requires risking the lives of pirates.

“Tyrussian rule is not without much war.” Viscount Olivet Yin Yin said: "If you have seen the reports sent to the Royal Army in the direct territorial battlefield, you will know that the storm fleet rebellion in White Deer City, which led to the arrival of the great Prince of Hansburg, interrupted the pelagic trade with Port Cobichous.

The governors and governors of Tirsim, Arturas and Mormary, who are here in the Nubian mainland, are also prepared to surrender to the Grand Prince and have deliberately imprisoned General Bolognick, the commander in chief of the war zone, who came to negotiate military expenditures. But the immediate battlefield reaction quelled the insurgency and the three direct jurisdictions were included in the jurisdiction of the battlefield... "

“You mean...” Baron Fogley in the trunk, Viscount Angelink's face revealed ecstasy.

Viscount Olivet nodded: “I have brought a copy of the report of the Direct Territory War Zone, which states that, in order to stabilize the situation, the Direct Territory War Zone punishes only the rebel Governor and Governor, among others, and that those who accompany the insurgency are not held accountable very much. And it is our duty to pursue and punish all treason that follows the Great Prince, with the position of Ambassador of Liquidation and Accountability hanging on our bodies. So, when we take over the power of the war zone, we'll be able to identify the rebels of the big prince who's hiding in the folk..."

“Oh, I wonder if the three governors and governors of Tirshim and the governors had ever earned their taxes from the private sector when they had rebelled, and had all the immigrants of the kingdoms of those three governorates paid them?” Viscount Angelink's face had a gloomy smile.

But Viscount Olivet and Baron Fogley have no wonder why Viscount Angelink asked, which is a tactic that is used in the kingdom itself. In the eyes of these ambassadors for accountability and liquidation, local counties, whether forcibly conscripted or taxed by the forces of the Grand Prince, have all supported the rebellion of the Grand Prince, for which no small number of people have died. Unless it satisfies the appetite of these ambassadors for liquidation and accountability, offering them a gold and silver fortune or a family treasure...

“This isn't really in the report.” Viscount Olivet answered honestly: "But we want to find out what they're dealing with very simply by checking the tax records of the direct jurisdiction. As long as a tax is levied during the rebellion, we can reasonably conclude that they support the rebellion of the Grand Prince. ”

“You're a little happy too soon.” As I watched Count Davanel's unseen opening out the window, "Don't you feel strange about the attitude of the local officials of the direct authority towards us? They seemed reluctant to deal with us privately for two days, and everything was official. Our accommodation and food, and the cars and horses they set up for us, are the same as the hospitality rules set out in the Territory's war zones, neither above nor below standard, which is exactly the same as the hospitality we receive in those counties in the mainland of the kingdom...

Also, if you look closely at the eyes of the people on the street when they see us riding horses, I always feel that they are not afraid that we are the envoys of the kingdom, but rather that we are disgusted by the way we come. Several Marine soldiers who had just escorted us took some apples from the fruit stall on the street without paying them. The staller was not begging, but cursing and even trying to catch up. I wonder if he's a fruit dealer who's not afraid of guns in the hands of soldiers? ”

“I think everything you said, Count, is actually easy to explain.” Viscount Olivet thought about answering: "We've all seen the hospitality clause set out in the Territory's war zone, which is indeed very detailed and thoughtful, and probably the rules that the war zone has developed to avoid local officials taking advantage of their own hospitality costs. Without the opportunity to get rich, the local officials, of course, did business, just like us, and if we can't make some money for ourselves, then we don't have much incentive to get the guilty to be the ambassador for the liquidation and blame.

In addition, this is a direct overseas jurisdiction, and those local officials are subject to the direct jurisdiction of the war zone. They don't know we're here to take over the war zone, so there's no need to flatter us. For them, they did their part by sending us to Langhu City before boarding the car. I believe that when we take over the power of the war zone and come back here again, the local officials promise to serve us like their biological parents, and even if you let their wives and daughters warm the beds, they will wash their wives and daughters to our beds...

As for the fruit vendor, I can only say that he has less brains, he's only a coarse man. When we start tracking down rebellion here, you come back and see, and don't talk about eating some of his fruit for nothing, he will kneel down on his own knees and bring us the freshest and most delicious fruit for our soldiers to taste, just ask us not to accuse him of rebellion. For them now, we are merely passengers, messengers of the kingdom who go to theatre commands to carry out their official duties, so they are not afraid of us. ”

Viscount Olivet's analysis earned the appreciation of three nobles in the same car, on the third day of their arrival in Port Cobichous, under the direct authority of Tyrsim. After only two days off, the seven Royal Envoys from the boat asked the local officials who had received them to prepare the horses for their departure to Langhu City, where theatre headquarters were located. And the local officials in Port Cobichous, who saw them as plagues, were forced to leave sooner rather than later, and soon gathered cars and horses to put the envoys of the seven kingdoms and the Marines of that battalion on the road.

Leaving the port of Cobichous city area, a farm farm farm is located on the side of the road. Soon a group of piglets, five or six months old, inside a fence in front of a farm, entered the eyes of several royal envoys, who called for a stop at the carriage.

“Go to a group of people and grab all the piglets from the farm in front of them, and the adults will eat honey roasted pork at the camp at night.” The royal envoy's men naturally have the talent to know the preference of their master, and a manager has directly appointed Marine Corps soldiers from several surrounding teams to carry out the order to catch the piglet.

The Marine Corps soldiers of this battalion were subsequently recruited and were not the main Marine units of the former Storm fleet. More than a dozen ocean warships from the former Storm fleet returned to the Kingdom's mainland from overseas territories and were placed by Sterling XI in the waters near the Ibnister Plains to prevent attacks from the sea, in case the king was struck again. At the same time, several ocean-going sea-going vessels were assembled to form a naval sub-fleet.

Generally, a complete naval fleet has four to five sub-fleets, each with more than two dozen ocean sailboats and ocean carriers, together with a naval battalion. And a complete naval fleet basically has more than a hundred battleships and ocean-going sea-going ships, and a naval corps. At the same time, a deep-water port is needed as a military port base for the fleet in order to maintain the vessel and allow the officers and soldiers on board to rest ashore.

One of the two great fleets of the Kingdom of Orvillas was annihilated by the rebellious Grand Prince in association with the King of the Hicks fleet and the United Fleet, while the other storm fleet rebelled against the Grand Prince, and now there are more than two dozen battleships and seaships left. So instead of choosing a large seaport, a town fishing port was found as a base along the coast of the Ibnister Plains, a naval battalion made up of rogues, veterans and sailors of mixed days recruited near that town.

In the three years of the Kingdom's civil war, quality troops have been extremely scarce and, if any, controlled by the three major Ace Field Legions. It would be nice to have a Marine Corps soldier in this Marine Subfleet. Limited to financial constraints, they did not receive any rigorous military training or discipline education. Usually stealing chickens and touching dogs to take advantage is a good hand, running into battle is a character with thin legs, basically silver barrel wax head.

On this occasion, the Special Envoy of the Kingdom travelled to the Overseas Territories, and the Marine Battalion's officers and soldiers have treated the trip as a bargain and, in the name of the Special Envoy's escort, have spent many days in the port of Cobichous trying to steal and pay for the King's meal. Fortunately, these things are not of high value and are being watched by local patrol officers. They are also not good at doing anything that affects the Kingdom's envoys. They are quite restrained and have not caused much trouble.

Just leaving the city this time, I heard the Kingdom envoy say to eat honey roasted pork at night, let them catch the pigs in the farm in front of them. This time, everyone fought hard to get off the horse, get off the car, bee up in front of the fence wall of the farm, tear down a big hole in the fence wall, grab the piggy piggy, and if you don't want to put it on the piggy, rush to the farm house and back, ready to grab something for yourself...

Then the gunshot went off, and soon four or five soldiers who went behind the farm threw their guns away and ran out crying like a lost soul, running and yelling: “Murder, Murder...”

One battalion is full of more than a thousand marines, but this new marines battalion has just over 700 men because of the vacancy rate. Local officials in Port Cobichous have mobilized seventy four-wheeled scooters and more than two hundred horses, enough for them to catch the road and prepare a squadron of escort cavalry. Seven kingdom envoys and a dozen naval officers who went to receive the combined fleet naturally sat in six relatively new four-wheeled luxury carriages.

More than thirty soldiers had just taken orders to go to the farm to catch piglets, and the rest of them got off the road for a while, then sat down and watched the noise. I didn't expect to catch a few pigs, the farm heard gunshots, and then watched the fierce spirit behind the farm rush out five or six people, the front was a strong man waving a big shovel, the back was four middle-aged men with big manure forks, flat stretches, iron sticks, the last was an old man with a fire rope gun at the age of fifty or sixty, he left behind because he ran off and loaded the gun.....

The strong man with the shovel knife met a soldier in front of him with a little pig, and he didn't hesitate to shovel directly at the soldier's head. The soldier lost his piglet and ran away screaming with his bloody head. The last four middle-aged men were also unambiguous. He punched the soldiers in his yard and immediately beat them to death, shouting at their mother and his head.

The envoys of several kingdoms who are watching the bustle are furious. How dare you resist the soldiers of the kingdom? What a despicable people. The people in this farm must be rebellious! Order these traitors to be apprehended, dead or alive!

And as soon as the five or six men in the farm saw that the roads outside were full of soldiers' accomplices, they immediately retreated to the back of the farm, using the cover of the house to pick up the guns that the pig soldiers had just thrown on the ground, and confronted the soldiers outside. At the same time, wolf smoke rose behind the farm and rang the alarm bell.

A large group of Marine Corps soldiers were sent to attack the farm, but the first two soldiers rushed into the farm and were killed, one wounded, and one fell on the ground screaming, and the soldiers in the back would never dare to rush in again, hiding outside the fence walls and shooting guns inside the farm. Nobody hit anything but a dozen white dots on the walls of the farmhouse after a round of ping-pong.

Viscount Olivet, who went to the Red Dragon Corps during the Civil War of the Kingdom to serve as a Superintendent of the Army, was the only one among the Kingdom's envoys who knew a bit of military common sense, in addition to those of the two old-fashioned aristocratic family forces. He pointed his finger at several officers in charge of the Marine Battalion in a desperate manner: “Send another battalion and rush in directly from the front. The other side has only a few guns and cannot kill a few people. Send another squadron around the back of the farm, don't let these rebels escape..."

Instead of responding to Viscount Olivet's request, the officer in charge of the Marine Battalion, Viscount Olivet, almost threw up blood by blowing up the bronze whistle of the conscript: “How dare you disobey my orders! ”

An officer pointed around: “Lord Viscount, look around our team first.....”

Viscount Olivette looked back, and he himself was foolish. Somehow, a crowd of black crows appeared around the road, implicitly surrounding the entire convoy of horses. What's even more chilling about the envoys of several kingdoms is that the crowd has firearms in their foremost hands, the guns are pointing at them, and the firewires on the firearms are burning...

Why do the residents of the direct jurisdiction have so many firewire guns?

The distant horn sounded, and a group of soldiers from the local guard regiment in grey and black uniform came running neatly, several officers racing ahead: “Who sent the alarm here? Where the hell are the bandits from? ”

Happy envoys of several kingdoms, finally saved. Trying to get the soldiers to capture the surrounding crowd by going up to the self-registration number, but seeing the people in the farm screaming and running away from the ones who had just confronted the Marine Battalion soldiers, they rushed to the front of the officers pointing at the Marine Corps soldiers was a narrative. The officers changed their faces, waved their hands, and the soldiers in the back rushed up to surround the entire Marine Battalion.

“Bold! We are envoys from Wang Du, how dare you disrespect us!” The envoys of several kingdoms were furious.

“Special Envoy of the Kingdom? Phew!” Three Colonel Silver Moon officers on a shoulder stamp spit in disdain on the ground: “We have been overseas envoys several times, but we have never seen a Kingdom envoy rushing into a farm like a bandit to rob property. If you say you are envoys of the kingdom, show us proof that you are envoys of the kingdom. Otherwise I can only take action against you as bandits disguised as envoys of the Kingdom! ”

Uh... let's prove ourselves as envoys of the kingdom? It's simple, just come up with the will of Sterling XI. Viscount Angelink was about to get in the carriage and take the king's will, but Count Davanel pulled him over his arm: “You're crazy, show them His Majesty's will here, we're screwed if it gets out..."

The Special Envoys of several Kingdoms only then thought that Sterling XI had written a plan for the disposal of five generals and two legions of officers in theatre. Now, if you're exposed, if someone in your heart seduces you, your pedestrian will die without burial. It is only when it is read out in public by the theatre commands that a fait accompli can be created, when they have taken over the authority of theatre without fear of any change. Anyway, this will not be taken out now...

“I'm sorry, Your Majesty's will can only be read in front of the Supreme Commander of the war zone, and we can't show it to you.” Baron Fogley walked up to greet several officers with a smile: “We are indeed envoys from the kingdom, and you can see these cars, as well as the passes you local officials have given us for this pedestrian horse and the supporting documents for the grass supply on the road, which prove that we are not indeed impersonating the bandits. ”

The captain officer took a few glances at the document and ordered: "All their guns were disarmed, and all the men who broke into the farm were beaten to thirty lashes, and they disgraced the members of the Royal Army. If there is resistance, execute him! ”

In front of the officers and soldiers of the guard regiment in places like the wolves, the Marine Battalion was very good. They surrendered their guns and voluntarily confessed to more than thirty soldiers who rushed into the farm to catch piglets. They watched as they were stripped naked and whipped directly beside the road.

“We also have two dead and one wounded on our farm...” said a middle-aged man who came out of the farm.

“That is your spoils of war, at your disposal. You can save the wounded by doing 10 years of labor on your farm, just go and register. You can't save the body and feed it to the dog, whatever you want.” The Colonel said with no concern, then looked around and commanded, "Let everyone go, your alliance is doing well this time. Next we will send troops to escort them out of the country to make sure they do not disturb the tranquillity of the place..."