Chapter 10 Conquest (Part 2)
After capturing this village, he learned the news. It turned out that the brave soldiers in this village had been summoned by the Kingdom of Tujitan. After Pulika learned the news, he did not say much, but ordered a rest. Tomorrow morning, all the men over fifteen and under forty in the village would be requisitioned.
Only five soldiers were left in the village. In front of everyone, Prika said: "If you attack other villages in this way, you fail, or you turn against each other, or you don't come back for three days, you wait for five people and kill all the women and children in the village."
"Affect the order." The five soldiers left behind responded solemnly.
All the dozens of men who were requisitioned were in a stir, but they did not dare to resist under the scrutiny of the soldiers. Pulika's plan was very simple and very effective - he was planning to let these village heads become pioneers. If these village heads were not effective in fighting or turned against each other in the last battle, they would kill all their families.
No matter what, the sky in the morning was still quite refreshing. The rising sun was rising, and the burning red glow was revealed in the sky. Nearly a hundred people were walking along the road.
"Brother, is this OK?" Fei Kesuo said uneasy.
"Of course, they have to go to the battlefield to kill and capture other villages. When they have blood feuds, if we divide and control each other, we can at least control a large number of troops. However, our personal guards are too few. However, once this place is stable, I will draw another hundred militias on the territory, which is probably enough." Pulika said.
The first position to capture was outside the city of Mar City in the Kingdom of Tujitan. Now that Mar City has drawn troops from all nearby villages and tribes to concentrate on resisting the principality, the villages and tribes are relatively empty, so Pulika is full of confidence. Of course, he is not the only one here, and other temple teams have divided and invaded other areas.
It takes another forty miles to get to another village. Most of it is plains, with very flat terrain, endless grass, and small pieces of jungle and woods.
"What a great place. If developed, at least one hundred thousand acres could be developed." Pulika, who had studied basic development at the Noble College, couldn't help but say.
"Yes, the agriculture here is still quite primitive, it is slash-and-burn farming. In the principality, there are already systematic agricultural farming methods for education." Fei Kesuo said sadly. She was originally an indigenous, but now she has only been sixty years, so she still retains many indigenous feelings. However, in terms of heart, the principality is obviously much higher in political and economic education - agriculture is a subject that aristocrats must learn, because a noble has the responsibility to develop territory, and the biggest development in this era is to cultivate agriculture.
It should be said that the route is quite safe, and there are basically no people along the way, but once you see someone, they are immediately requisitioned, and the rebels will kill them. The knight looked at Dandan and rode his horse forward until he arrived at a place.
The entire team quickly stopped moving forward because there was another village in front of them, hiding in a jungle next to the village, you could see the village from afar. At this time, about the morning, the defense of the village was relatively strict, and several village soldiers could be seen patrolling.
Prika stopped the horses and said to all the villagers: "If you don't want to die, just open the village fence gate for me. Of course, if you can't, you still have to force the attack. At that time, there will be more people who die, and you will still die. You should consider it yourself!"
These villagers looked at each other, all holding bamboo guns and wooden guns. Only by killing people can they be qualified to take up real weapons, otherwise they can only hold these weapons - and these weapons are ineffective against the knights, but they are enough to pose a threat to other villagers.
The military strategy must be so meticulous, and there is no need to hide it. If you want to survive, you can find a way to break the village or fill it out by yourself. Of course, you can also rebel. They are just like them, but Pulika and his party are all cavalry. Even if these villagers turn against each other, the cavalry can easily escape from the battlefield, and the mud legs can't catch up with it - the original village will be slaughtered.
It is to kill people from other villages to protect themselves, or simply sacrifice themselves, or to fight against the invaders and sacrifice their entire village family. This is all their choice.
He has mastered the life and death of their relatives in the village, and has fast motivation and mastered elite force. Only in this way can he come and go freely. No matter what, there will be no major losses or dangers. Pulika will naturally have time to make up for it and will sever life and death at will - this is the mystery of the true ancient military strategy.
Although military serves politics, its role in politics continues to deepen with the progress of civilization. In this era, political factors are still very small. Therefore, those who talk about political factors at this time are all guys who talk about military affairs on paper and are not qualified to use military affairs.
The villagers here hesitated for a moment, then headed towards the village, and even discussed something along the way, but Pulika didn't care at all, so they discussed and discussed it. After all, time passed quickly. When they arrived on the way, the village had already noticed someone was coming, so they immediately became alert and asked.
But it is obvious that the economy of the Tujitan Kingdom is also developing rapidly, so exchanges and exchanges in the two villages are relatively frequent. Therefore, the villagers who went there are all known to the people in this village. So when they get closer and see clearly, the people in that village relax and smile and talk. Before they checked, someone opened a wooden fence.
"Knights, charge!" From the jungle here to the village gate, the cavalry didn't charge for two minutes. Pulika's face narrowed, and he immediately mastered the fighter plane and launched an attack. Behind him, all the Knights of the Temple were wearing plate armor with holy emblems, full helmets, and armed with rifles. Ten knights began to charge, and behind him, fifteen ordinary cavalry also charged.
As soon as the fierce sound of the horse hooves unfolded, the villagers naturally heard it. When they looked over, they were immediately shocked when they saw the cavalry and prepared to close the wooden fence. The villagers who were driven into the forefront were at a loss for a moment and did not know how to choose.
However, it only took a few seconds. Seeing the cavalry coming, the villagers still made a choice - they picked up bamboo guns and wooden guns, and stabbed the village soldiers who were pulling to the door. For a moment, roars were heard continuously.
"Treater!" Pulika, who was advancing in the wind, also heard such a roar, but he really disagreed. He had nearly thirty cavalry. If the village soldiers were not transferred, he might have some resistance. But now, even if they pulled the wooden fence gate, they would only take some more time.
Moreover, if the villagers do not make a decisive choice, then what awaits them is a dead end. The temple and the Principality give opportunities, but they will not give many opportunities.
In this short time, the cavalry had rushed to the door of the wooden fence.
A blue fighting spirit appeared on his body, and with the impact of the horse, it almost had a destructive force. With a wave, a soldier who was trying to push the door was cut in half. At the wooden door, the knight behind him rushed in. It could be called a knight, but naturally an elite. The knight's rifle could easily penetrate the guards, or even directly over the guards, crush them to the ground, and then step into meat pie.
Once they rushed in, the knights quickly observed the entire village, and instinctively occupied an important position, without even a moment of hesitation. When the village soldiers organized their resistance, they were already divided.
The impact of the war horse is quite powerful, so as long as the knight holds a cavalry rifle, the cavalry rifle that is more than four meters long can pierce it outside the enemy's attack. Once pierce, a big hole will be made in the front chest and back, and blood and internal organs will splatter out.
However, riding a rifle is not omnipotent. When it penetrates the corpse or pierces into the wooden house, it will not be pulled up for a moment. At that time, the knight will drop the rider and then draw out the long sword - horse war uses a knife but not a sword. In this case, the special saber is also very powerful.
Prika took the lead. He threw away the rifle that had already penetrated the two of them, then pulled out the saber. A wave of magic light flashed across the saber. Although it was only +1 magic sharp, it was enough in this case.
At this moment, he felt a threat keenly. Under his eyes, a warrior walked out of a house. Although he was an indigenous, he could still feel his power. No matter what, at least his pace was very consistent with the combat regulations and had no shortcomings. Among the indigenous people, only those warriors who had been through many battles had such ability.
"I didn't expect there would be warriors here, surrender, or die?" Pulika said with a rare slightest speech.
"Who are you?" After a moment of silence, the warrior finally asked.
"In the name of Anion Rubuetta, I am the warrior of the Lord and a member of the Knights of the Templar." Pulika replied, he was not in a hurry to fight, but in a blink of an eye, he was angry at the words of this warrior.
"Evil God!" The warrior spoke out this word hatred.
This word suddenly made Prika turn red in response to his insult to God, but he did not attack immediately. He took a deep breath and a blue fighting spirit appeared on his body. Since the other party said blasphemy, there was no room for anything to say. Only blood and fire could solve the problem.
The next moment, the trained and mature horses immediately sprinted, and Pulika also turned from static. Almost at the same time, the opponent also drew a long sword and fought back. The battle on the battlefield would not last long, and the outcome would be decided once the battle was fought. Therefore, when the two of them intertwined, the warrior's head flew into the air with blood, and then fell heavily to the ground. Pulika sneered, and there was a knife mark on his body, but it was blocked by armor, so he was not injured at all. He still couldn't relieve his hatred. He rode his horse forward, separated the body, and slashed the other end - this was the punishment for the blasphemer.
Then, he stared at the house: "Come out."
After a moment of silence in the house, a girl appeared. She looked only about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing imported silk, and looked like a nobleman from the Tujitan Kingdom. Her clothes were marked by local gods, and she looked like she was an intern or a junior priest. No wonder there were warriors to protect her. But now, the girl's young face was a little distorted because of fear.
At this time, the knights had completely controlled the entire village. With their strong strength, the village soldiers with less than a hundred people in the village had no room for resistance and could only let them slaughter. The overflowing blood and corpses quickly filled the villages.
"May I have your name?"
"Lan Liu, the servant of the great 'Mo'." During the past sixty years, the other party's church was also learning, so it began to organize. At this time, Lan Liu slowly calmed down. She held her God's holy emblem tightly and asked God to give her courage.
At this time, the battle had almost subsided, and the soldiers ordered drove all the villagers out. There were more than 400 people here, but most of them were old and weak women.
"In the name of Anion Rubueta." Feikeso performed his magic in front of everyone, and wherever the divine light went, the injured people on his side healed one by one. You must know that they all have armor, and even if they were attacked, they were usually just a minor injury.
"Lan Liu, if you abandon your original God in front of everyone and return to the name of Anion Rubueta, you will not only survive, but will still be respected, and your family can also be preserved." The training of the pastor is very expensive, so those pastors of the original God, as long as they are willing to change the gods, they will usually give them divine skills immediately.
However, Lan Liu, who was afraid just now, calmed down. Her eyes swept across the dead on the ground, but now she became firm: "In the name of the great 'Mo', I am your believer in life, and death will belong to you."
"Don't think about it?" Prika sneered. He glanced at him and ordered someone to bring over a grass-cut guillotine. The guillotine was made of stone.
"Pekso, add it to the sharpness."
"In the name of Anion Rubuetta, please give this thing a sharpness and destroy the enemy!" The first-level magic sharpness technique has been added to this aspect now, but at this time, Fekso already knew what Pulika wanted to do, and his eyes showed unbearableness.
"If you really don't want to change, just lie on it yourself and I will cut you in half." Pulika said gloomyly.
Lan Liu's face was pale. She could not have imagined that the enemy was so cruel, but she had no power to resist now. At this time, all the villagers were silent. Feeling such a gaze, she gritted her teeth and actually stepped forward and lay under the guillotine.
"Lan Liu, just change your belief in my god!" The beautiful girl in front of her was trembling all over and lay under the guillotine. Fei Kesuo stepped forward to persuade her.
But despite his whole body trembling, his face pale, and he couldn't even speak, Lan Liu still shook her head.
"Very good!" Pulika stepped forward, staring at Lan Liu's eyes, then smiled slightly, and cut the knife hard. Suddenly, the guillotine with divine power and aggravated edge was cut off in an instant, and the girl's waist was cut in half, and the internal organs and blood immediately gushed out, and the blood splattered everywhere was like a fountain.
The girl made a sound of incomparable fear and pain, and her upper body was not dead for a moment, rolling on the ground.
Chapter completed!