Chapter 37 In the Name of the King, the Senate, and the People
The battle on March 21 lasted for a whole day. Griffiths used up all his money and supplies, and finally led fifty legionnaires and a hundred city defense troops to defend Boulogne Ferry. Although the rebels
The army was repelled several times, but more and more troops gathered near the ferry.
The rebels who attacked and threatened Griffith numbered more than 500, several times more than his own, leaving him with no remaining strength to support the manor.
The legionnaires following Griffith were also unstable. They were not the authentic Beyeland legion, but they were equally fierce and cruel. They robbed the city defenders of food, competed for the property on the corpses, and charged and attacked without warning.
retreat.
The battle on the 21st did not cause them much loss, but Griffith was almost exhausted.
Dozens of legionnaires would ask him for reward money and wine after every battle.
Griffith needed these legionnaires to hold his position, so he could only concentrate all the remaining private money to purchase supplies. He did not dare to give this group of people alcohol for fear that they would cause trouble.
“I must gather more troops.”
Griffith repeated in his mind that the reinforcements were not to deal with the increasing number of rebels, but to suppress the legionnaires under his command.
Although he won every battle, he was about to lose control of the troops. The eyes of the legionnaires flashed with a ferocious light like beasts, and when they looked at people from top to bottom, they seemed to be looking at steaks, making people feel that they would be ready at any time.
Jump between the rebels and friendly forces, and give your own people a knife. The only criterion is whether the price is right.
Griffith spent the entire afternoon and dusk worrying about this problem and urgently needed support from Yambo and Oldtown.
He did not dare to leave his army when night fell, for fear that the soldiers would fight with the city defense army as soon as he left.
He did not dare to fall asleep, fearing that someone would cut off his head at night to claim credit from the rebels. As the sun just rose in the east on March 22, he immediately returned to Yambol town with his legionnaires.
As soon as he arrived in the town, he found that the remaining half of the legion squadron had arrived, as well as a large group of local city defense troops. The militiamen were divided into several groups sitting on the ground waiting to have breakfast.
These legionnaires are commanded by an officer. They hold blades of grass in their mouths, and are equipped with swords, shields, and spears. Even when they walk casually, they form a formation of alternating cover. Like giant wolves, they choose people to eat and defend the city wherever they go.
The troops retreated like waves.
Judging from the time, the arrival time of this round of reinforcements is no more than a few hours, but the army in the town has been divided into two parts. A large number of city defense troops are guarding Fiona, and Paxiu is serving as the escort.
His face was still stained with blood, and he was on guard as if facing a powerful enemy.
The group of legionnaires who were guarded by the city defense army were sitting or standing polishing and sorting their equipment, and from time to time they cast lewd glances in Fiona's direction.
As soon as Griffith returned, the town magistrate in charge of this group of legionnaires hurried to the trainee knight as if he was eager to shake off hot excrement and handed over the legionnaires to him.
The legionnaires following Griffith jumped off the ship and walked towards the rest of the squadron with a lot of harvest.
These dozens of legionnaires remained motionless. Once they stood up, armored weapons and heavy footsteps rolled in, and a thick, almost invisible smell of murderous murder and blood steamed up. The city defense troops gathered in the distance issued another
There was a commotion.
Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Fiona was in a very good mood. Under the escort of Paxiu and a group of city defense troops, she walked around, checking equipment, counting people and supplies.
While she was working, she was gnawing on stick-like bread, which looked quite suitable for this.
"Good morning, Fiona," Griffith came to him and waved the city defenders to temporarily retreat.
"Please call me Sir Fiona, hum!" The blond girl raised her head proudly and waved the appointment letter to him, "I have been officially appointed as the supreme commander of the Fiona Combat Group by the Reserve Army Command.
The town and the army here belong to me!"
“Really!?” Griffith was overjoyed.
The army in this area belongs to the two systems of Beyeland and Verona. Beyeland can't nominally control the town of Yambol. Although I don't know the specific arrangements, at least the command rights are formally unified.
Fiona wiped her mouth and gave the half-eaten bread to Griffith:
"There are two good news. The first good news is that the local nobleman Count Sindra summoned his vassals and brought a group of Verona garrison from the north to attack the rebels and relieve the baron. Old Town told me
It is said that the main force of the rebel army has gone north yesterday, and the pressure on Sonia and others will be much less.
"The count has three thousand militiamen, city defense troops and Verona local garrison under his command. The core force is a cavalry team composed of 35 knights and apprentice knights. In addition, he can also get a supernatural wizard and three garrison mages.
After the defeat of the legionaries led by Maglius, this force became the largest combat force in the vicinity."
Before Fiona had time to tell the second piece of good news, there was a sudden commotion in the square, followed by two screams.
The legionnaires and the city defenders who were resting had a quarrel and fought in front of the two men. The fierce legionnaires suddenly used their knives and stabbed the two city defenders to the ground.
Fiona, who was still happy, was shocked to see it.
The city defense army was defeated in an instant. They lost their weapons and ran everywhere, including the officials and helpers in the town.
"Pashou! Come and protect Miss Sharon!" Griffith shouted, hurriedly grabbing the halberd beside him.
This all happened so suddenly.
Griffith had been on guard against a mutiny by the legionnaires, but he did not expect that they would actually take action in the town. A whole squadron of legionnaires drew their swords, roared and clamored under the leadership of the officer, and demanded that the town hand over all their money and wine.
, there were even a group of people looking at Fiona up and down.
"Stand back and put away your weapons!" Griffith ordered in a mighty voice. However, these people were not city defense troops who had never seen the world. They did not listen to Griffith's orders and threats and began to attack Fei.
Ona approached, everyone's eyes were unkind.
“Stand back! Put down your weapons!”
Griffith stood in front of Fiona, knocked down a legionnaire who rushed towards him with a halberd, and once again ordered them to retreat.
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The legionnaires were stunned for a moment. They looked at their fallen comrades, then at the glaring Griffith and the beautiful Fiona. They looked at Paxiu and the cowering city defenders with disdain.
They all raised their swords and surrounded them with ferocious smiles.
It's a pity that this legion of soldiers is considered an important combat force...
Griffith no longer hesitated. Ice surged around him, and the elusive evil and darkness enveloped him.
Frost forms a shield around him, adding a dead and cold chill to his halberd. The legionnaires who die under his halberd will become mindless living corpses and pounce on their former comrades.
Griffith is determined to ravage them with extreme cold and terror to make them surrender!
“Woo!”
The loud bugle suddenly sounded, dispelling the ferocious malice that enveloped the square, and choked Griffith and the legionnaires who were about to fight a bloody battle.
Then the drum beat loudly, and the sound of footsteps rolled in from behind the street.
The legionnaires turned around in surprise and saw a mighty hussar riding into the square. Following him were a large group of infantry with spears and shields.
They were dressed as city defense troops, but they held high the military flag depicting the double swords and rose coat of arms of the Chalon family, and pressed towards this side.
The chaotic square suddenly came to a standstill. Realizing that the situation was not good, the legionnaires immediately formed a fighting formation and stared fiercely at the hussars and his lancers and shields.
The hussar raised his sword fearlessly and glanced at the soldiers blocking him with a majestic look:
“I am Lassalle, an assault cavalryman under the command of Count de Charles!
“In the name of the King and the Senate, I command you to immediately lay down your arms and confess your crimes to Mademoiselle Fiona de Chalon.”
The legionnaires responded to him with a flood of curses.
Reinforcements have arrived. Griffith is relieved.
This is the second good news for Fiona. From the moment Lasalle appeared here, the Legionnaires were no longer Griffith's thorn in the side.
Tense marching drums sounded from all sides. Shouts and thunderous thunder erupted from all the roads leading to the square.
In the blink of an eye, four city defense troops, led by four fully armed armored soldiers, appeared at the intersections around the square. More than a hundred legionnaires were immediately surrounded like mice falling into a barrel.
Solid.
“Mademoiselle de Chalon.” The arrogant Lassalle did not dismount, but gave Fiona a simple salute on his horse, “Please let me disarm these scoundrels.”
Then, he turned around, raised his saber towards the dark approaching city defenders, and pressed it down on the heads of the legionnaires:
“Surrender, or die!”
…
This was a reinforcement force mobilized by Viscount Lobau, who was a professor at Homemon Watts and the head of the recent staff traveling team. When he learned about the attack on Witzleben and the others, he immediately
He conscripted hundreds of city defense troops and militiamen near the old town. Most importantly, he also sent five Shutoral from Homonworth.
They are Lasalle, Milhaud, Gérard, Raye and Mira, who are in the same grade. Lasalle is their squad leader and is a ruthless character in the first grade who is on par with Griffith and Lana.
The magic students of the same level are all with Professor Lobao. The professor is not willing to let the noble young spellcasters go to the battlefield, and their families will not let them take risks. The teaching tasks of the professor and his classmates have just changed to
To mobilize troops and manage logistics.
They retreated to the old town dozens of miles away, where they could safely organize reinforcements and supplies. The command of the battle was nominally given to Fiona.
Almost none of the local lords and knights are here. They were either beaten away, or they were trapped in their own castle like Baron Bet, or they gritted their teeth and joined Count Sindra's main army coming from the north.
The big shots in Beyelan were blocked at sea by the Duke of Verona and refused to enter. Therefore, the patchwork Fiona battle group had almost no reliable Beyonder officers.
The five newly arrived Shutoral will each lead a squadron. This number of people does not exceed the command radius of the sergeant, so they should be able to do the job.
There was also a young local cavalry officer who came with him. His name was Warren Haydon. He seemed to be quite prestigious in the city defense army. He was the second son of a viscount and a third-year student at the local military academy. He and two or three young nobles
, the trainee knight did not accept the call to join the count's main force, but took the initiative to stay and came with the supporting army.
…
The battle is very short.
Griffith launched an attack on the panicked Legionnaire Extraordinary Squadron Leader and stabbed him to death in three rounds. Lasalle rushed into the crowd and chopped down several of them. When the city defense troops surrounded them with guns raised,
This group of legionnaires shouted for surrender and were disarmed like little lambs.
Counting the troops coming from the old town, the Fiona battle group has a total of more than 700 city defense troops, 300 militiamen, 6 Shutoral, and the establishment also includes 120 legionnaires who have just been disarmed.
A ten-man engineering squadron also took orders from her. Most of the city defense troops and militia did not know each other, had never practiced or fought together, and many were afraid of the legionnaires.
Although time was urgent, the limited army urgently needed to be reorganized, and new reinforcements were needed at the ferry, but all the Shutoral stopped. They summoned the city defense troops to line up outside the town, with spears like a forest.
The air became solemn and oppressive. Fiona, who was almost attacked, immediately realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere and that something was about to happen.
In the short rebellion just now, two city defense troops, a militiaman, and a town resident were conveniently killed by legionnaires.
The Beyonder officer who led this legion squadron has been killed, and the extraordinary characteristics he extracted were randomly thrown on a small table. Those who killed friendly troops and civilians were screened out and thrown aside. The other legion soldiers were handed over.
They took off their weapons, stripped off their armor, and drove them to the open space outside the town. There were no militiamen and engineers lined up, and the residents of the town were hiding behind the windows and on the roofs, watching them without daring to breathe.
Fiona saw Griffith and all the Shutorals gathered together, seeming to be voting on something.
"This matter must be handled according to our traditions," Lassalle said murderously. "They actually have evil intentions towards the Countess. I will let them learn this lesson with their blood."
"I agree." Milhaud said coldly, "Hurry up, I still need to rectify the soldiers."
“I agree,” Gérard was also determined. “With a large bounty and sufficient supplies, they still dare to cause trouble. If they are not severely punished, they will definitely turn around and attack us during the war.”
“I have no objection,” Mira sighed, “but is it really necessary? Miss Xia Long is watching.”
"Nothing to regret. They are not veterans who went to Beyeland. The brigades and squadrons retained by the nobles of Verona are scoundrels found on the street. We all know it, and you know it, Mira," Raye wrote
The marked voting paper was thrown on the table, "I agree."
Griffith slowly wiped the blood on his halberd. After his comrades expressed their opinions, he stood up, dropped the votes on the table, turned around and shouted to the city defense troops lined up:
“In the name of the King, the Senate, and the people, I condemn the squadron xII of the 1st legion of Verona,