This morning, Henry, the leader of the first regiment of the "Black Army" of Konta's rebellion, got up early and kicked the woman who slept with him last night out of bed.
The woman screamed.
Henry said angrily: "Don't make any noise! I drank too much last night and I have a terrible headache! Get out of here!"
The woman asked in confusion: "What?"
"I told you to get out!"
The woman immediately ran to the door in a fit of pee. She was so nervous that she tried several times to open the door, then crawled away and ran away.
Then Henry's deputy pushed the door open and came in: "Boss, what do you want to say today?"
"No need to ask, continue to rob the patriots." Henry said, grinning and showing a pair of jagged teeth, "These patriots dare to attack the servants of God. They must be followers of Satan and want to rob all their money."
Only by leaving can we save their souls!"
The deputy also laughed: "Hahaha, that's good! Just rob the men of all their money, and let the women serve God's servants!"
In the name of the Holy See, the rebels are naturally servants of God.
Henry sat up and said while getting dressed: "Call all the brothers! Bring something that can be scratched and go to the next town. Is there any town nearby that I haven't been to?"
"We haven't been to Coppini yet, it's not far from here."
Henry frowned and thought for a while: "Coppini, I remembered that there was a mill owner in that place and his wife was very beautiful! Let's go and see. If he is a patriot, he will rob them of sleeping with his wife. If he is not
Patriot...then put a tricolor emblem on his forehead!"
As Henry stood up rudely, the deputy and several black soldiers outside the door also laughed together.
Henry stood up and waved his hand: "Okay, stop laughing, gather the troops and open the way!"
The deputy immediately gave a crooked military salute, turned around and ran out the door.
After a while, more than three thousand black troops gathered.
This group of people didn't have uniforms in the first place, they just wore black cloth to deal with it. Now because they robbed a lot of clothes and jewelry from the patriots, they all wore them on their bodies, so the whole military appearance looked even more messy.
They don't look like an army at all, more like a group of bandits.
Henry got on the stolen carriage and ordered loudly: "Everyone, follow me, let's go to the next town to make a fortune!"
After saying that, he waved his whip and the old horse pulling the cart started walking slowly.
The soldiers of the Black Army followed the carriage, singing a tuneless song loudly as they walked.
The residents of the town hid in the shadows of the buildings and watched the majestic black-clad army marching out of their town. Although their eyes were full of anger, they did not dare to show it.
After all, those who dared to express their dissatisfaction yesterday had the tricolor emblem affixed to their bodies and were hanged from the old tree at the entrance of the village.
Henry was feeling sleepy as he was swaying in the carriage, so he handed the reins to his deputy, got into a comfortable position and took a nap.
Suddenly, the deputy exclaimed: "Look! What is that?"
Henry opened his eyes slightly: "What are you saying? Look, you are scared!"
The deputy pointed forward: "No, boss, look! It looks like the National Guard over there!"
Henry turned his head and looked in the direction pointed by his deputy, and saw a barn in the distance. Next to the barn was a bush, whether it was an apple tree or some other tree.
In front of the bushes, there is a blue queue spread out, and the tricolor flag is fluttering in the wind.
Henry raised his eyebrows, slapped his face hard to wake himself up quickly, and then he laughed: "Hahaha, it's just such a small number of self-defense troops, we can disperse them with a single charge! Come on, show off
Start the formation! Move quickly and form a horizontal formation!"
Soon enough, a flash of light lit up on the other side of the blue front of the Self-Defense Forces.
At the same time as the sound of artillery came, there was also the sound of artillery shells tearing the air, and several artillery shells fell around the road.
The shell that landed on the ground bounced up again, bouncing on the mud several times like water floating on the ground.
One of the shells just happened to pass through the black troops lined up on the road. It was like a bowling ball hitting a pile of pins, knocking down a large area at once.
Suddenly the rebels fell into chaos, and someone shouted loudly: "The Self-Defense Forces have cannons!"
"I know the Self-Defense Forces have artillery!" Henry said angrily, "Get off the road quickly! Line up in a horizontal line! Only in a horizontal line can we reduce the casualties caused by artillery shells! Are you not seeking death by lining up in columns? The artillery shells will jump over and kill you.
It’s like wearing a meat skewer!”
While he was talking, the second round of shelling came again. This time, all the shells flew away, and none of them hit the rebels. However, the sharp roar caused by the shells tearing the air still caused a huge impact on the rebels.
Many people just lay on the ground, covered their ears and started shouting.
Henry got angry, pulled out his long knife, and killed a screaming rebel with one blow. He roared: "Calm down! Form a horizontal line! Damn it, line up a horizontal line! Captains of each team,
It works a bit!”
The various captains of the rebel army (equivalent to non-commissioned officers) began to urge everyone to stand up from the ground and line up on the road.
Henry continued to order: "Military musicians! Where is the military music? Play the drums for me! Let them calm down!"
As he spoke, he rushed to a military musician, pulled the guy up from the ground, and tapped his drum with his hand: "Play the drum for me, do you hear me?"
The musician nodded and began to play the drums tremblingly.
Just at this time, the third round of shelling came, and this time another shell luckily passed through the rebel queue.
Because they passed through a horizontal line, this shot only broke the legs of four people.
But the screams of these four people drowned out the voices of the captains who were organizing the queue.
The black soldiers surrounding the fallen man were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They looked down at the bloody legs of the fallen man and could hardly stand on their feet.
At this moment, someone shouted: "They have cannons, we can't win!"
Henry: "Damn it, who said that! Kill him for me! Isn't it just artillery? I saw too many of them in the Seven Years' War! Form a horizontal line! Even if the artillery shells are fired, they can only kill a few people!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cannonball hit the stone floor on the country road. The iron ball of the cannonball split into two halves, and then passed through the black army's column that was still on the road.
The screams overwhelmed Henry's yells.
This one shot knocked down more people than the three rounds of artillery just put together!
However, because the shells were broken into small pieces, only a few people were actually killed. Instead, the number of people screaming increased greatly.
Henry said angrily: "I told you to come down from the road and disperse the line! Don't listen! Let's do it now! Captains, those who were screamed will be killed! Those who escaped will also be killed! Form a line!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the adjutant shouted: "Boss! Look! The Self-Defense Forces are advancing!"