Law of the Devil
Chapter 214 [Provisional Order 20 Years Ago] (Two in One Chapter, More at Night!
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(Two in One Chapter)
Chapter 193 [Provisional Order 20 years ago]
As the famous city of sin on the continent, the city of Greater Ear does not exist for too long. Just over two decades ago, it was just a wild mountain. More than two decades ago, after the Northwest War, the Imperial Army built many military fortresses in the Northwest in order to consolidate the Northwest border.
However, many military fortresses in the north-west lacked funding for repairs due to financial constraints on the Empire, and most of them were subsequently abandoned. Because His Majesty the Emperor Augustine, after thinking that he had “conquered” the Northwest, focused his attention on the vast Southern Ocean.
And most of these military fortresses in the northwest are dead.
Big Ear City, one of the exceptions.
More than two decades ago, there was only one Big Ear Mountain. The mountain is not big, but if you look from the air, you'll see the shape of the mountain, which is very cool like people's ears. And during the Northwest War, the Empire built a military town here as a transit point for heavy supplies on the Northwest Battlefield.
Later, after the war, it gradually evolved into a concentration camp for all criminals in the northwest.
There are no civilians in the entire city of Big Ear, where 2,000 guards are stationed, while more than 10,000 criminals are held for years. Waiting for these criminals is the heavy labor work of the Northwest Frontier Fortress - most of them unable to survive their assigned service, most of them under heavy labor and dying after up to two years of support.
The cruelty of Imperial criminal law is evident.
So there is a rumor in the Empire that you'd rather be betrayed than go to Grand Ear City. Because he betrayed the death penalty, he died instantly. And if you go to Big Ear City, you're going to suffer two more years of sin and die tragically.
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Biedero is Lord of the Hands of Ultra Ear City. But his position as commander is a bit special. In the imperial military system, as a commanding officer, you can generally lead a complete team. For the formation of the Imperial Army, one infantry regiment is 4,000 and the cavalry regiment is 3,000. But Commander Biedero, under his command is only 2,000 infantry "shrinking infantry regiments", and they have been ill-equipped for years to even divide each soldier into a complete set of armor and weapons. In fact, as a city of a prison nature, his soldiers do not need to go to war, they simply need to hold those prisoners.
Biedero got up early today, and he knew a big man would be here today - an order from "above”.
I'm relieved by this. Four thousand men were escorted from the Emperor the other day! In the eyes of Biedero, of course, he can see that these 4,000 people are not ordinary criminals… they are qualified soldiers, each very strong and well trained. Although it has been disarmed, it is, after all, a criminal group of 4,000 soldiers...
Watching these 4,000 people being sent to Uluru, Biedro has not even slept in the last few days… he has only 2,000 soldiers under his command and lacks equipment. With 2,000 people in charge of tens of thousands of prisoners, it's already very difficult, not to mention the 4,000 soldiers who just took off their armor —— oh, yeah, they're rebels! And I hear it's the elite Royal City Guard!
Such a group of people, both quantitatively and qualitatively, far outnumbered those of their own local miscellaneous armies… No, their own men could not even count as miscellaneous armies, at best a group of armed prison guards.
If these rebels riot… Biedero is not sure that they will be able to take them all down.
So when the order came in, someone was going to take these 4,000 people away in the next two days, and Biedero was really relieved.
Yesterday, however, we waited for one night, but we didn't wait for the expected guests, and there was a bit of muttering in Edro's heart: Did the bosses' orders go wrong?
Deep in his heart, the sooner Edelo wants these 4,000 hot potatoes out, the better.
Eventually, the morning sun leaped out of the clouds, and when the red Asahi covered the Great Earl City, Biedero, standing at the top of the city, saw a group of cavalry rushing towards it in the distance, on the horizon.
Looking at the banner, Biederone suddenly struck a drum... God, it's the Thornflower Emperor Flag, it's the Imperial Forest Army!!
Is he royal?
Don't be lazy, ask someone to open the gate and take the team out to greet you personally.
The Imperial Forest Army cavalry had about 300 men, and the horseshoe stopped when they went downtown.
“Let your officers speak!” At the top of the queue was a middle-aged knight, a western face, with short pockets and a strong voice.
Biedero took a few quick steps: "I am Biedero, Lord of Uluru, please report your identity. ”
“My name is Robert.” The middle-aged knight faintly said: "Lord Biedero, the private leader of the Tulip family, prepare to greet the Duchess! ”
The Duke, the Tulip family?
After a half-day of careful searching in his head, Biedero remembered that this seemed to be a recent rumor, a young Grand Duke who had just been sealed… Although months had passed since the coup d 'état, there were no telephones, no newspapers and Internet in the world, and the news was not passing quickly, especially in this enclosed city of Great Ear?
But the identity of a duke is definitely not lazier than that of Edro, who ordered the queue. It took a while to wait downtown before seeing a wagon slowly driving in the back, escorted by dozens of Royal Forest Army cavalry.
When Biedero saw the Duchess coming out of the carriage, he was really surprised. The Duchess… is a teenager.
But the thought flashed only slightly in Biedero's mind, and he knelt down on one knee to salute him: "Welcome to Uluru, my lord. ”
Dewey frowned. The big ear city in front of him was so dilapidated. The wall built on the mountain body was quite complete and the height conformed to the imperial military system, but it could be seen that it had not been repaired for many years, stone had been stripped off in many places, and there were also large cracks on the wall. The soldiers on patrol looked impudent.
He gently took off his gloves, fanned and sighed: "Well, Your Eminence, I don't have much time, now take me to see who I want... this damn weather is unbearable. ”
Dewey walked into the city gate and Biedero followed.
Walking into Ultra Ear City, Dewey realized that the place was far more ruined than he thought. There are hardly any decent streets in the city, as if they were gray and low and short on both sides. Inside, there's a big wall of up to three meters.
“Where's the man I want? ”
“They're all waiting on campus.” Biedro cautiously accompanied: “I was told you would be here last night, those people have been waiting for you last night...”
Dewey's footsteps slowed a little and looked back at the weary leader, revealing a peaceful smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, Your Excellency. The road is too hard to take, so we missed the time. ”
Where did Biedero dare to accept an apology from a duke, he hurried to say no, then took a few steps ahead and led Dewey's men through the gate under the wall to the campus.
The ground is made entirely of dust and stone, and when the wind passes, a lot of dust rolls up. Dewey sighed: "Looks like you're strained. ”
Biedero cried instantly, “Isn't that right? My lord... I've strangled my mind about money. For Christ's sake, there are tens of thousands of people in custody all year round, and my 2,000 soldiers, but the supplies are delayed all the time. There are mountains around here, so I can't let my men eat sand. And equipment...” he said, lowering his voice: “My lord, I didn't complain, I won't tell you, I have 2,000 men, but I can only build 800 sets of armor and equipment! Every year when my men patrol, they can only be used on a rotating basis. Only 800 soldiers have weapons in their hands, but over 10,000 prisoners need to be taken care of...”
Dewey smiled and looked at this bitterly smiling guy and suddenly said, "You've been in charge here for years, haven't you? ”
That immediately stabbed Biedero in the pain... Indeed, where the bird doesn't lay eggs, nobody wants to come here to be some kind of bullshit leader, to be a leader here, it would be better to be a captain in another city and live comfortably! But the bad luck of Biedero, who had no backstage and didn't know how to be an official, was nailed to death like a nail in Uluru City for eight years. According to the imperial military system, the local officer should rotate every three years and be promoted or degraded depending on the appraisal results, but he is biased by Edro, who has not moved his butt here for eight years...
Looking at Biedero, Dewey suddenly smiled and lowered her voice: “Do you know why you can't always climb up? ”
“… please point it out!” Biedero's eyes lit up.
“Because of all the things you just said to me, all the bitterness!” Dewey laughed.
If this guy can't move, he complains and shows his shortcomings to the chief... who will like it? Flower sedans carry people, either in the military or in the official arena. When the superiors arrive, isn't everyone desperately displaying the brightest and prettiest side? That this fool is going to have a hard time complaining.
Such a guy, of course, can't eat in the official field.
“If you want a promotion, I'll teach you a way.” "The next time a boss comes here, you'd better put some spirit on your people and make this place clean and beautiful. Whatever your difficulties, pretend everything is going well and successful... and I promise you you'll be up there in two years. ”
After listening to this, Biederone felt something in his heart. He couldn't help but get out of his mind for a moment. When he came back to taste, he found that Dewey had gone far and hurried a few steps to catch up.
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The camp is big enough to compare any barracks to the barracks. But the ground was much worse, and Dewey still felt the pain under her feet, despite wearing sturdy horse boots.
He then saw the black-pressed crowd above the square.
An entire 4,000 people, dressed in pale old prison uniforms, sitting on the ground in uncharted places, each with gray soil on his face, indifferent face, numb and empty eyes.
Is this your future infantry regiment?
Dewey frowned: “Why are they so impotent? ”
“This...” Biedero grabbed his hair: “My lord, I received the message that you were coming last night, so I called them out from last night and sat here all night. And…" Biedro sighed: "Recently inadequate supplies and food shortages have allowed these prisoners to eat only one meal a day. ”
Dewey will be on fire in no time!
Eat a meal every day?
These people are their own future soldiers!! This bloody guy, how dare you starve his own soldiers?
But when he looked at Biedero with a troubled look, Dewey couldn't get mad at him, either, as he could see.
Indeed……
“… even my people can eat only two meals a day, and only officers can guarantee the provision of three meals a day.” Biedero sighs: "If the supply is ten more days late, even officers will have to cut back on food rations. ”
Dewey Horan turned around and looked closely at Biedero: "So nervous? It is your responsibility to supply…”
“is the Northwest Army.” Biedero laughed bitterly: “My lord, this is the Northwest. According to the northwest war zone regulations of the Empire 20 years ago, all supplies in the Northwest are uniformly handed over to the command department of the Northwest Army for distribution... and the problem is..."
Speaking of which, Biedero hesitated for a moment and did not seem to know whether to say it down.
Dewey saw this guy's hesitation, and he said, “Go ahead, I don't blame you! ”
Biedero's heart - the Duchess in front of him, but the tallest man who's been here all these years. He has reacted countless times to these questions, but never heard from them!
“My lord, 2,000 garrisons in the city belong to the Imperial Local Garrison, not the Northwest Regiment. But in the Northwest, all military supplies are distributed by the Northwest Regiment, so..."
“So what? ”
Biedero looked into Dewey's eyes, and suddenly he didn't know where the courage came from, biting his teeth: "So, we're just sons of bitches! Yearly supplies, which we receive at the latest, are often withheld. And there's an infantry regiment in a Northwest Army barracks 50 miles away, where they eat incense and drink hot every year... here we are... you can see it too. ”
Dewey frowned and pondered for a while: "Why is this happening? The supply and supply of local armed forces, as ordered by the Empire, should be supported by local government revenues. Why let the Northwest Army control this power in the Northwest? ”
“This...” Biedero smiled bitterly: "This temporary decree was issued more than two decades ago during the Northwest War. According to the war scene at the time, the northwest was classified as a theatre of war, and the ordinance was reasonable. But the problem is that two decades have passed since the war this temporary decree has not yet been lifted. Those guys in the Northwest Army, they're only short guards, and the Northwest Army's own army is full of warmth, and we're the local guards... hey. ”
Dewey's face was gloomy and he didn't expect the situation in the northwest to have reached such a serious point!
Wartime ordinance?
If that order has not yet been cancelled... then your territory, Dessardines Province...
And a portion of the fiscal revenues are given to the Northwest Legion every year??
Dewey pondered for a while, and the question is not clear now. He pressed these thoughts in his heart and looked at the inmates sitting quietly in the square.
“Go get someone to push a car, I want to talk.” Duvi ordered against Edro.
Soon, an old cow truck was pushed over and placed in the middle of the crowd. Dewey jumped into the car and took a deep breath:
“Attention everyone!! ”
He shouted and pulled off the cape he was wearing, revealing a black magician robe inside!
Dewey laid a magic around him at will so that his voice could cover the entire field far away.
The attention of 4,000 inmates was focused on Dewey, the magician standing on the bull cart… seemed so familiar.
“Humph!” Dewey grinned coldly, with dignity on his face, drinking aloud: "I'm sure most of you will remember me! Recognize me!! ”
Someone started talking in a low voice, thousands of eyes looking at Dewey, with complications in his eyes.
Yeah, a lot of people recognize Dewey. Because most of those present experienced what happened in the square on the day of the coup d 'état.
The young man in the black magician robe left too deep an impression on everyone that day!
“Yes, I can see it in your eyes, you remember me!” Dewey grinned and shouted: “Yes, I am Dewey, the original Dewey Rollin of the Rollins, now Duke of the Empire, Dewey Rudolph, Duke of Tulips, and also a magician recognized by the Magic Union, court magician, court scholar, court astrologer… and I will be your master in the future! Your officers!! ”
Dewey said it in a sigh of relief, and he stood on top of it, watching carefully the look on the face of the 4,000 inmates below, and seeing that their eyes had come out of the empty numbness, a little bit recovered, and he was happy with the result, and then he drummed up his temper and drank aloud:
“Everybody obey! Royal Guard 2nd Division 1st Infantry! Line up!!! ”
With Dewey shouting loudly, the Robert knight ready next to him has been asked to take out a trumpet.
The bright trumpet retreated, with Dewey roaring in the middle: "All officers, stand up, I demand you line up at the fastest possible speed! Officers count your numbers and report them to your officers. If the trumpet is over and you have not finished the queue, then wait for the law!! ”
Boom!
It boils in the crowd. These soldiers dressed in prisoners' clothes, whose numb eyes revealed a glimmer of hidden defence for many days, had been deprived of all liberty and glory, but fortunately the instincts of soldiers who had already flowed deeply into their blood had not been lost.
Soon, the crowd rose and pulled like ants, and all of them stood up and started queuing as they had done.
By the end of the trumpet, the square was no longer the 4,000 sand-scattered prisoners, but a neat square!
Several arrays have been queued within the prescribed time frame, but when officers report results at the highest level, they stall.
Because their chief officer, he's not here. The commander of this infantry regiment was executed after the coup d 'état.
Several officers hesitated for a moment, one of them was a little clever, looked at Dewey standing on the bull cart, walked toward Dewey and then did a chest slap courtesy to report the results of the queue out loud.
With this first one, the other officers were helpless and had to learn to report to Dewey.
Dewey was pleased with the result and looked at the first officer to report to himself with encouragement.
“Good!” Dewey coughed and cleared her voice: “I'm glad you still have the instincts of a soldier four months later! ”
“I know you're tired and hungry now... you've been sitting here all night and you've been hungry all night and you're anxious and scared! Because you were ordered here by a piece of paper, Uluru! Famous Sin City on the Continent!” Dewey shouted, “I'm sure most of you know how miserable fate will be for those prisoners who come to Uluru City and Northwest! ”
Speaking of which, Dewey pointed to the person below and shouted, “Yes! You're all prisoners now. You're guilty! You should be sent to the Northwest Desert to eat sand! Build the walls, move the rocks under the whip of the supervisor! Then you can eat only a little rare vegetable soup every day, and I promise you, in less than a year, most of you will die! There's no chance of surviving the sentence! ”
Dewey pointed to his nose: “Without me, your destiny would be like that - if I hadn't come here to save you guys! ”
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