Chapter 109 is not over yet At noon, the sun on the prairie was blazing, and the air was steaming with the last bit of water, distorting everything in the distance.
General von Herr and his party finally appeared in front of Wind Thunder Castle.
Along the way, they were like a pack of hunted beasts, using their full potential, fighting the layers of checkpoints, the cliffs, the swamps and the fog spirits with all their might, and when they appeared in Vondenberg, there were only fifty-six left.
Fontenburg is long gone, and there is not even a single corpse except for the broken halberd and the broken gun.
General Vodev was not so kind to collect the corpses of so many tragic deaths, and the corpses exposed to the wilderness were all taken away by vultures and wild dogs, and only occasionally some scattered bones could be seen.
General von Herr and his party were exhausted when they rushed here, but they knew that when they arrived here, they would have a way out.
A sentry was stationed at the pass to hear the news, and the sentry gave up the horses to General von Her, and the group had a brief meal before rushing to the Storm Castle.
In any case, this battle was won.
Although countless cannon fodder was filled, the foundation of the Norman principality remained untouched, and the Duchy of Butani lost not only the hearts of the people, a lot of wealth, but also the morale of the army.
Even if the Grand Duke of Butani did not collapse because of this battle, he did not want to regain his strength in the short term.
And he von Hull may have some defenders who scold him for being cold-blooded and cruel, but he is the victor, whether it is power or glory, and after this battle, his reputation has reached its peak.
Now that he has intervened in the political circles, he only needs to give him another three or five years of effort, and at that time, the military and political circles are all his henchmen, even the Grand Duke should not want to shake his position again, and it is nothing to kill a few people General von Hull rode on his horse, a smile of relief on the corner of his chapped mouth.
A new god of war is about to rise in the pool of blood, and that person is him, the highly decorated General von Her.
The five-zhang high gate of Wind Thunder Castle suddenly opened, opened by the Wulong Giant Beast, such a heavy door, two and a half feet thick, with copper nails more than a foot long riveted on it, it was really impossible to open it with manpower alone.
Two rows of brightly armored soldiers greeted them, and in the middle were two generals, who galloped wildly, threw off their saddles and dismounted from a distance, trotted up to meet them, knelt down on one knee, and respectfully clasped their fists and said: "Congratulations to General von Hull on his victory."
The two of them secretly glanced behind Feng Huer, and saw that there were only dozens of Liao Liao, obviously a little shocked that there were only so many people left in the tens of thousands of troops.
They exchanged a look of surprise, but they didn't dare to show it on their faces.
"Why are you Bill and Brian," General von Hull frowned, looking a little strange.
He recognized these two generals, they were also veterans in the army, but they were not single-handedly picked up by von Her, who had been serving as two high-ranking idle officers with no real power in Baptiste, and it was strange to meet them here.
"Returning to the general, Brian drunkenly whipped the soldiers to death, and was dismissed from his post and investigated.
And Bill United" He paused awkwardly, lowered his voice a step lower, and said in a low voice: "The knights guarding Vondenburg have more than a dozen sons and nephews of noble families, and they are all wiped out, and Bill can't guard them and refuse to support, the House of Lords is furious, and the Grand Duke has escorted him back to Baptiste and imprisoned, so we have been ordered to guard Fenglei Castle." ” General von Hull smiled dumbly, Brian was a good drinker, he knew, but this man was very brave in battle, and he was his favorite general.
Whipping soldiers to death at will is indeed not allowed by the law, this guy, wait until you return to Baptiste and slowly excuse him.
As for Bill, he can't defend it strictly, only defend it, that is his strict order, and Bill will of course carry it out to the letter.
I knew that the Grand Duke would definitely be pressured to pursue this matter, and he had already said in advance that he would make Bill a scapegoat, but he didn't expect the Grand Duke to react so quickly, and before the war was over, he changed his generals.
It's nothing, when the matter is over, the rumors gradually fade away, and then reactivate him, and at that time, he will have to be given a higher official position.
Von Hull smiled faintly, didn't ask more, and said: "We have traveled all the way, we are tired, quickly lead me into the fort, I want to rest well" Dismounted in front of the marshal's mansion, General von Her raised his arms, his body was extremely tired, but his spirit was extremely high.
Rujin's future, as well as his unborn son, everything is full of hope, and his heart is so satisfied.
In the hall, the middle and low-ranking generals stood solemnly like clouds, their clothes and armor were neat, General Von Hull smiled with satisfaction, and walked into the hall, just stepping into the hall, his sunny face sank sharply.
There are many schools, and the forest is silent.
He thought that this was waiting for him, the great general, who had returned triumphantly, but he suddenly saw a person in the general's throne who should never be here: the second most powerful person in the Norman principality, General Woldev, the king of the northwest.
Sitting there, General Vozhidev was dressed in bright armor, and wore a long sword of strange style under his side, the scabbard of which almost reached the ground.
He grinned and stood up on the table, gasping for air.
The Northwest King Woldev appeared in the Wind Thunder Castle, which meant that General von Her's brilliant heart was suddenly shrouded in a dark cloud.
General Voldev suddenly laughed, and he stretched out two big white and chubby slaps.
"Everyone, please welcome the triumphant return of General von Her" This dead fat man is still pretending to be garlic, knowing that in addition to commanding the army and controlling the generals, there are only a few people in the army who are also the best in the three armies in his personal martial arts, and General Von Her is just one of them, of course he will not be confused by Vordev's stupid appearance.
"Empty" Woldev clapped his palms, but the sound of those fleshy palms was an empty sound like dead wood, which was the state that the wood fighting spirit had been practiced to the peak.
General von Her's eyes shrank, and his eyes were suddenly as sharp as a needle.
Voldev's martial arts skills were not as good as him, but over the years, he has been at the top of the military world, intriguing with the House of Nobles, painstakingly befriending His Excellency the Grand Duke, cultivating and establishing cronies, which thing does not require time and energy, and where is Voldev these times His golden fighting spirit was still at its peak in so many complicated affairs, and Vordev, who was sent to the northwest by him, had surpassed his own peak.
Seventeen years ago, Woldev suffered a crushing defeat at von Herr.
Now, seventeen years later, what would be the outcome if they fought again Even if you lose the contest of individual martial arts, it is nothing.
The question is, once the officialdom is defeated, does he still have a chance to turn over?
Looking around slowly, the faces of those officers were still familiar, but their eyes were so unfamiliar.
Von Hull knew that he had already been defeated, and he was defeated when he thought he had won the final victory Bartow smoked one cigar after another, listening to the reports of his men coming in and out, and from time to time he tugged at his hair in anguish, as if to uproot himself from the ground.
The other tycoons had sent people to keep an eye on him, and even though they already had speculations in their minds, they still wanted the most accurate information.
But everyone knows that "Lucky Boy" Barto is finished this time, he still has a lot of public debt in his hands, who calls him a contractor So while others were rushing to sell in grief and indignation, calculating how much money they would lose for each copy sold, they had a malicious pleasure in their hearts, at least compared to Bato, who was about to go bankrupt, he was lucky.
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Selling has turned into panic, and when people suddenly lose their minds, following the behavior of others has become a kind of self-compulsion.
Even those who thought that the Norman Duchy would not be defeated so quickly, and even if General von Hull was killed, the Duchy might not fall because of it, became desperate because of the influence of the surrounding atmosphere.
Everyone no longer regards the public debt in their hands as something worthwhile, but only wants to throw them all away at once, get them back as much as they can, and keep as little wealth as they can.
After a lot of frenzy, by lunchtime, the Norman bonds were reduced to scrap paper, and the par value had dropped twenty-five times.
Desperate people are crying constantly, and all the trading boards are full of pending sell orders, but no one cares at all.
Barto didn't eat either, he was "sad" and couldn't eat at all.
It's just that when he was too hungry and unbearable, he made a kung fu of throwing confetti and quickly ate a meat sausage.
At noon, he threw a total of seven "confetti".
The traders appeared, and the traders who appeared this time were all fresh faces, in fact, every securities tycoon has two sets of people, light and dark, and now these traders who have never shown up openly appeared, it seems that there is really no need for Barto to hide anymore.
The tycoons immediately ordered their subordinates to keep a close eye on their every move, and as expected, Bato, the predator who controls the securities market, did indeed make another trick, but his traders did not stay on the stock exchange after being ordered, but changed into the most ordinary clothes and left the Jinding District.
Inexplicably, the tycoons sent several men and horses one after another to track their whereabouts, and found that these people had gone to markets, factories, and ordinary civilian quarters, and began to spread rumors using various identities.
It is very simple to spread rumors to the common people, just by first suggesting that he knows a certain big man, that he happens to be working in a big man's house, that he is a relative of a big man, and then in the conversation he "unintentionally" talks about the current state of the stock market, and the news he got from his secret channels: if you buy now, you will become rich overnight like Bato Boy in a few days.
All that remains is to wait for these people who overhear the secret to ferment the greed in their hearts.
The tracker's return is a revelation to the securities tycoons.
"It's black, it's so dark, this Barto is really unconscionable" After the tycoons finished scolding, they immediately ordered their subordinates to do the same, and even mobilized their families, and began to inadvertently "leak" certain news to their subordinates, to their neighbors, and to the postman Now in this world, it is the father and mother who are married, and everyone takes care of everyone.
If you don't go to hell, whoever does Before the market opened in the afternoon, the stock exchange was already flooded, and the number of people was almost double that of the morning, and the crowd was full of people, as if people had just received the news one after another.
With the pleasure and sneer of dragging people into the water, the self-righteous people constantly urge their own people to get ready, try to throw them first in the afternoon, and stop the loss in time.
The market opened in the afternoon, and the sell-off was still the same, but in the midst of the shouting of the crowd, some people were constantly eating.
On the surface, it seems that there are a lot of ordinary citizens who have listened to the "rumors", but more than ninety percent of these citizens are members of the Daji Cult that Jedi started.
Jedi sent more than a dozen elders of the Daji Divine Cult, and they led the most loyal group of believers, launched a crowd tactic, and were quietly eating in small amounts.
Due to the enthusiastic selling, the unprecedented number of traders, and the lack of such a timely machine to count the trading volume and the total amount of buying and selling, this trick of buying small sums with crowd tactics has never been discovered.
By the time the market closes, the buying volume starts to surge.
The real news may come tomorrow, and there is no need to hide it now.
These elders all carry a lot of cash, buy as much as they want, maybe their cash is not much in normal times, the problem is that the current public debt is only a symbolic little book value, and in one day they have fallen dozens of times, almost nothing.
In this way, the cash in the arms of the elders and believers, who could have bought 1,000, can now buy 30,000, and they began to sweep the orders for foodies.
The toss on the trading board was crossed out, which was a sign that someone had eaten it all.
When the tycoons on the second floor noticed this and ran out one by one to stare at the trading board in a daze, all the securities they had ordered to sell had become someone else's pocket.
That night, General von Hull broke out of the encirclement alive, and the news of the failure of the Archduke Butany's interception and retreat reached Baptiste, and some people cried and some laughed for a while, and the whole Baptiste was restless all night.
In the secret temple of the Daji Divine Sect, the number of bonds purchased has been fully counted, and they have earned more than twenty times the amount of gold coins in one day.
There will be only one beneficiary of the Norman Duchy's taxes now and even in a few years, and he is not the Norman Grand Duke, but Jedi Sakhar, who is now the underground emperor of the Norman Duchy.
The news of General von Her's secret imprisonment had reached Jedi's ears, and he was also familiar with the army, but the people did not know the news.
In the darkness of the night, under the twinkling stars in the sky, Jedi and all his close people stood on a crescent-shaped rooftop at the top of the pavilion, overlooking the city that never sleeped.
"General von Her's tactics are like that of a ruthless politician who simply sent tens of thousands of soldiers to the enemy to slaughter.
However, I have to admit that the price he paid for this method was actually the smallest, if the two sides really attacked the city and plundered the land and fought head-on, the number of deaths must be higher than this, and the consumption of both countries would be doubled. von Hull".
Helen suddenly smiled: "It's a pity, he can't be owned by us, he is really an outstanding general" "He had not yet given up his illusions with the Norman Archduke.
From the time he was a young man who had just enlisted in the army, he had grown up in the ranks of the Norman Duchy and climbed to the pinnacle of power in the Guild, and the Norman Duchy had left him with too deep a stigma that he would not think about where he could go once he left here. ” Lolita, the little fox girl, continued, "Wodev has been waiting for him in Wind Thunder Castle for a long time, and even if he escapes, he may not be able to escape.
But the problem is that he didn't want to escape at all, didn't the information sent say that after General Voldev read out the Grand Duke's decision to be imprisoned pending trial, he obediently tied his hands?"
Because he still didn't believe that the Grand Duke would kill him, and he was unwilling to give up everything he had earned over the years, it was this illusion that made him put down his sword and walk into a cage that he would never get out of again.
Alas, he was the most unfortunate victor in the history of the empire.
Picasso sighed.
Sally raised her eyebrows and said: "His end is to be put in a cage, and when the situation is stable, he will be killed, what kind of victor is this, we did not participate in the war, but we are the ones who enjoy the fruits of the war, so we are the victors." ” "But our victor was originally an ally of von Hull, and as soon as von Hull fell, both Mel Gibson and Woldev would soon come to us in trouble.
Jedi said, turning to Du Wei and said, "You think about leaving first, throw away all the last property in your hands, and then publicly announce that you will return to the imperial capital, and I will arrange for you to go to the Dream Forest first, to the dwarves."
I'll look for you when we're gone. ” "Okay, the gold mines in the Dawn Mountains are going to be sold, and I think they can be sold for a lot of money."
Jedi thought for a moment and said, "It's still not necessary, a gold mine is nothing compared to the support of the Oberstein family.
Besides, if you sell it as a scrap mine, it won't be worth much, if it is a promising gold mine, the current Baptiste vitality will be greatly damaged, I'm afraid no nobleman has that kind of generosity, don't ruin the reputation of the Oberstein family.
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This mine is still in your name, so seal it first. ” He smiled at Barto again: "Now, you have to play the role of a nouveau riche to a bankrupt household, once prosperous, one day bankrupt, and since then his whereabouts are unknown, you will become a legend in the Jinding District." ” Barto shrugged and smiled, "yes, it looks like I'm going to have to go to the Dream Forest to be with the dwarves too."
I hope you don't make me wait too long, there are no beautiful women there, and I guess once I meet a dwarf, my cigar will not be left. ” Helen smiled lightly: "General von Hull is already a hero's end, and now you are starting to play the role of a hero of the end."
The men sent to the Duchy of Butani have not returned, and we have not yet found a good entry point.
For the time being, we still have to struggle in Baptiste. ” "The Grand Duke will not be better off than us" Jedi patted her on the shoulder and said to everyone, "All right, let's all go back and rest."
From tomorrow onwards, we will probably go from being performers to spectators, and when we will be back on stage, it will depend on the news from Butani. ” There was silence on the rooftop, and in the end only Picasso and Sally were left.
The hazy moonlight shone on Sallyster's simple and delicate face, which looked very soft.
Looking at the beauty under the moon is originally more and more colorful, but the most perfect thing about Sally is her figure, but in this night, she can't see it very clearly.
"Meeting him was supposed to be just an accident.
But now, he really seems to be our hope.
But do you think he'll succeed?"
Picasso asked his sister thoughtfully, rather than looking stupid.
Sally turned her head, her eyes shining like stars in the sky: "Brother, at least he has his goals and plans for action, and we have nothing."
Why don't you follow him on, maybe he will really do a miracle, just like our great ancestors. ” Picasso stared at her, suddenly covered his lips and coughed, "Well, there seems to be a little truth in what you said."
Well, it's business, so let's do as you say for now.
Also, ahem, you won't really fall in love with him, will you?"
"Why not" Sally tilted her head and smiled mischievously: "He's brilliant, isn't he" "Because he has a lot of money" "Mm-hmm, I don't deny that it's a reason", Sally grinned, her white teeth shining in the moonlight, her red lips and jade teeth, and her demeanor became more and more beautiful.
"You can test gold with fire, you can test women with gold, and you can test men with women.
The women around him are very good, just ask him how he is not excellent Even if I am blind, but I believe in the eyes of Helen, Leah and the little fox girl, you think about it, when there is something good, I will not rob it" "That's right," Picasso laughed, too, "I hope you can grab it, sister." ” "I think that's fine," said Sallyster confidently, "Men, the more the merrier."
Our father has only one wife, but how many women does he have, at least my mother and your mother, not alone.
Man, hum" "Ahem, that's not what I said, in fact, I'm very dedicated to love."
"Save that to your women, you are very dedicated to every woman", said Sallyster, smiling softly, and with a slight foot, she performed a flying spell, and floated down the balcony like a cloud, walking lightly towards the room.
"The woman who loves the present" Picasso's eldest brother sneered, and then twisted his body, he did not take the steps, but volleyed into the void and jumped down.
"Ouch" Picasso ate a dog and fell heavily to the ground.
"Damn stinking girl, you're hurting me," Picasso wailed, and as soon as he fell, he fell on his heels.
A chuckle came from the corridor: "Who told you to scold me, hehe, don't think I don't know, I'm ten thousand times smarter than you, dear big brother":