"Your appearance really surprises me, but it seems reasonable." Wu Lai smiled and pointed at the chair opposite him, "Please take a seat, General Hagrid."
"Thank you for inviting me to sit down, respected Lord Assyria. Actually, you can just call me by my name. I am no longer a general." Hagrid said as he thanked him and sat down.
"What? You were fired?" Wu Lai asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, although that is bound to happen, but this time I want to decide for myself, so, from last night on, I will treat myself as a civilian." Hagrid said.
"Oh? But... you are still leading the army today. It is said that there are about 4,500 people, right?" Wu Lai raised an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth. He already knew what Hagrid wanted to do, but he still decided to ask slowly, and then let Hagrid say it himself.
"Respected Lord Assyria, you have misunderstood. I am not leading an army. I am submitting to you with a group of people who are as tired of war as I am." Hagrid said.
"Surrender?" Woolley frowned. "Tell me, Hagrid, why did you do this?"
"Respected Lord Assyria, you may not understand that since King Adolf came to power, the Ministry of War has revised the military regulations to restrain the army, which are more stringent than before. My Hulite City South Camp is not a direct line of the Heavenly Kingdom. This time we were defeated in the battle with your army. According to military regulations, all officers must resign, their homes must be confiscated, and they must be exiled. Soldiers who fight hard but are defeated must serve hard labor, and their taxes must be doubled. Those who retreat in battle will be strangled, and their parents, wives, and children will be taken as official slaves..." After sighing heavily, Hagrid continued, "To be honest, Lord, although I have never had any intersection with your army before, I have heard that your army treats prisoners well, and slavery has been abolished in the Assyrian territory. So this time, I actually brought everyone to ask you, Lord, for a way to survive. As long as you take us in, I will do whatever you want with us."
"Those who are defeated in battle will be sentenced to hard labor, those who retreat will be strangled, and so on. If you surrender to me and let me take you in, isn't that also an unforgivable crime?" Wu Lai asked with a smile.
"Of course it is an unforgivable crime, but you don't know, my Lord, these past few days, I and everyone else have been hiding in the mountains and fields as much as possible, hiding during the day and going out at night, just to prevent others from knowing. In two days at most, Hulett City will think that the South Camp has been wiped out. According to military regulations, the families of those who died in battle can receive some compensation. This compensation is fine, and the brothers' families can be saved with it, so..." Hagrid lowered his head, "I beg the Lord to take us in."
"I see." Wu Lai nodded slightly. The military discipline of Tianjuan was so harsh that Hagrid and others' plan was the only way to survive. "Aren't you a Tianjuan?"
"My lord, I can only be considered half a favored person because my mother is a favored person and my father is a Kimorian." Hagrid replied.
"Hagrid, there is one thing I must remind you of. It is true that our army treats prisoners well, but the prisoners of war will also be screened and divided into different levels. Those who have committed serious crimes against our army or the people will be severely punished." Wu Lai said with a smile.
"Respected Lord Assyria, I had already guessed what you said would be like this before I came here. The main force of my Southern Camp is the Hurrians. They have just been formed and have never participated in the war against Assyria. They are well disciplined on weekdays and have never bullied the people. As for the responsibility for the war, I am the commander-in-chief, so I am naturally the culprit. I led everyone here to ask for a way to survive for my brothers. Whether I can survive or not is no longer important." Hagrid smiled bitterly, "Lord, right now my more than 4,000 men are sitting and waiting outside the city. The weapons are gathered and the armor has been removed. So, no matter what decision you make, I will absolutely obey."
Wu Lai looked at Hagrid, then looked at the sunlight outside the window, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...
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After "robbing" the Tuban City's supply convoy again, Pu Tong became completely notorious.
In fact, this "robbery" was just one of Pu Tang's "daily work", because these were the orders Wu Lai gave him. According to Pu Tang himself, all the early military operations of the Sixth Division revolved around the word "making trouble".
Yes, it is making trouble, but this is not ordinary trouble, but targeted and purposeful trouble.
Pu Tong only took action against the nobles, landowners and troops in the two cities of Hulit and Tuban, and this action was absolutely simple and crude.
The manor owners outside the city were the first to be "persecuted" by Pu Tong. After entering their manors, the Sixth Division would drive them out of the manor along with their families. Then, their slaves would be given freedom by the Sixth Division, and 70% of their land would be confiscated. This 70% of land would be distributed by the Sixth Division to the newly freed slaves and hired farmers around the manor who lacked land. Under Pu Tong's "barbaric insistence", anyone who did not accept the land distribution would be threatened and forced, and any manor owner who tried to take back his land would be treated harshly, and some even paid with their lives.
It is worth mentioning that the remarks like "threats and coercion" came from the former slaves and hired farmhands who had obtained the land. Putin knew very well why these guys wanted to slander him, so he first generously forgave their cowardice and helplessness, and then arranged for people to give classes to these people every now and then, including Assyrian land policy and taxation classes.
Of course, the people teaching the class were not from the Sixth Division, but the parliament's military propagandists. Compared with the rough men in the Sixth Division, they were better at persuading and gaining favor.
But those manor owners had no good feelings towards Pu Tong and his Sixth Division. Not only did they not have a good feeling towards him, they also hated and resented Pu Tong. However, after several manor owners whose lands had been confiscated tried to take back their lands by force but failed and paid a heavy price, the remaining manor owners did not dare to act rashly except to stay in Tuban or Hulett's city and curse and vent their anger.
Because no one wanted to die, those who paid city defense troops, garrisons, or even bandits to fight for their manors were executed, and the people they hired were buried with them.
This is actually the most criticized aspect of Puteng. According to those estate owners, “this guy is a demon who kills without blinking an eye.”
But Pu Tong did not think there was anything wrong with this. His awareness naturally had not reached the level that Wu Lai expected him to reach. So in Pu Tong's eyes, except for the Assyrians and those who defected to Assyria, everyone else could be regarded as an enemy. What's more, it was those ignorant landowners who took the lead in launching the attack. In this case, there was no reason not to strike back head-on.
Soon, Puteng's scope of activities expanded a lot, and his notoriety spread throughout the southern border of Hurriyet. He became the nightmare of the nobles and army of the southern border of Hurriyet and the dream of many amorous socialites.
The former was what Pu Tong was happy to do, but no one told Pu Tong about the latter. Even if he had been told, he would have remained indifferent because he was very busy carrying out the second item of Wu Lei's order - causing trouble.
Compared with making trouble, sabotage is less difficult because what Pu Tong wants to destroy are the city walls, the walls of Hulite City, Tuban City and other cities.
Soon, residents of these cities heard the sound of explosions in the dead of night.
Soon, many big holes appeared in the walls of all the cities in southern Xinjiang, including Hulite City. Walls that were less solid simply collapsed in sections. Since the big holes and collapses, these walls were no longer able to perform their defensive functions, because the speed of repair is always slower than the speed of destruction.
Robbery, destruction, collection of military supplies, policy propaganda - the Sixth Division was busy all day long. As time went on, the troops of the Sixth Division appeared in the public eye more and more frequently. They often marched in a line on the horse trail with calm steps and neat military appearance. When they passed near a city, they would even take the initiative to enter the range of bows and arrows, but no one dared to do anything to them, because no one was sure that they could use the dilapidated city walls with gaps everywhere to stop this arrogant and powerful army.
Pu Tong had arranged to deliberately walk into the firing range, but the purpose of doing so was not to show off his military strength, but to make his attitude clear - if you don't move, everything will be fine. If you move rashly, hmm...
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"General, there are new leaflets on the street. I brought one back." A servant knocked on the door and reported.
"Bring it in quickly." Andre stood up from behind the big table. He was almost driven crazy these days. The South Camp was completely annihilated, the city walls were constantly destroyed, the surrounding traffic was blocked, trade stopped, and news was interrupted. Now Hurlet City has become an isolated island. Not many people come in, and no one dares to go out. The whole city is in a panic. In the evening, the streets are as deserted as if a strong wind has blown through. How can it still feel like a temporary capital? After the attendant pushed the door open and walked in, he handed a leaflet to Andre and said, "General, this is a small leaflet. Many places on the street have posted large leaflets."
"Did they catch the person?" Andre asked as he took the flyer.
"Well..." The attendant hesitated for a moment and replied, "The patrolmen did see the people, but they didn't dare to approach. Those people said that if anyone dared to approach or tear up the big flyer, they would chop all the patrolmen to death."
Andre was startled, and immediately became angry: "Who are these cowards? Which camp are they from? They were actually frightened by a few words from the other side?"
"Your Excellency the General, I am returning to the North Camp to patrol the streets today," the attendant replied.
"The North Camp, it's the North Camp again. They can't defend the city walls, and they can't even patrol the streets. What else can they do?!" Andre shouted angrily, waving his fist.
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"General, you should take a look at the contents of the leaflet first." The attendant hesitated and reminded.
"Content? Is it different from the previous two?" Andre looked at the servant and spread out the flyer.
As he watched, his brows suddenly furrowed...
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Just after noon, a meeting that was recorded by later historians as "accelerating the unification process of the Romon Continent" began -
Wu Lai smiled slightly and said to Little John who was sitting opposite him: "I didn't expect that White Shield Mountain would make a decision so quickly."
"We didn't expect that the Assyrian lord would come here in person, and live in a small house on the shore of Lake Samy." Little John also laughed.
"Things in the world are often so wonderful." Wu Lai spread his hands, "We were enemies yesterday, but from today on, we may be friends."
"Thank you very much for your kindness, Lord. The Assyrian army is already brave and powerful and unparalleled in the world. With you personally in command, White Shield Mountain is no match for them. The country is in chaos and has been at war for years. The country's national strength is gradually declining. Sooner or later, this continent will be yours, Lord." Little John said.
"The mainland belongs to the people. They may need a leader to lead a department that seeks the welfare of the people, but they will never need an emperor," said Wu Lai.
"Lord, your vision is beyond the reach of warriors like us. For me, the continuation of the family is more important than anything else." Little John said.
"Yes, the continuation of a family is more important than anything else, but some people are trying to maintain their own continuation by destroying the continuation of other families. Such people deserve to die." Wu Lai said with a smile.
"Then please give the order, Lord. I will point my sword at whoever you point your sword at." Little John said seriously, "As long as the family can have peace, the infamy and the like will not matter."
"Okay, that's the attitude I want from you." Wu Lai nodded. "Tell me about your plan. I want to know how you can guarantee that White Shield Mountain will be easily handed over to me."
"Okay." Little John nodded. "There are two ways. One is that your army feints and retreats to Baidun Pass. The other is to surrender to your army openly. We will do whatever the lord says."
Wu Lai laughed: "Your method is simple and direct. Are you really not afraid of being criticized?"
"For me, being notorious is also a way to make a name for myself. Why should I be afraid? I just hope that after I succeed, I can be valued by the lord." Little John also laughed.
"I can't guarantee that I will be promoted." Wu Lai waved his hand, "But I can allocate a piece of land for your family to take privately. What do you think?"
"That's great. Thank you, Lord." Little John was delighted. What he said just now was just a show of loyalty. He didn't really intend to be valued. After all, Wu Lai had many civil and military officials under his command, and they had all followed him for many years. What's more, he had fought a fierce battle with one of them. If he really intervened, it would inevitably cause some unpleasantness. On the contrary, Wu Lai's promise was more practical. By then, whether it was in Kimo or Hulit, he could get a piece of land of his own, which would be an explanation to his family and future generations, and it would not be in vain for him to change sides in the face of danger.
"Rewarding merits and punishing mistakes, and handling special matters specially are my principles in leading the army." Wu Lai glanced at Little John, "Besides that, I also believe in 'speed is the essence of war'."
Little John's eyes rolled, and then he nodded heavily: "Lord, I think I understand what you mean."