While that 24 soldier left behind formed a team of three into a triangle, put on their helmet, gripped the swords in their hands, and fade away silently. the refugee team blocked the soldiers who were sweeping behind them!
After a long time
Boom! ~
Horseshoe rang. At the end of the field of vision, a rebel cavalry of about 100 people’ exposed’ out of the figure. When they saw these lonely Roman warriors guarding the wilderness, the rebels seemed to hesitate for a while, but then the fighters roared. The rebels waved spears, smiled grimly and urged the horses to rush!
Looking at the rebel cavalry getting closer and closer with expression, the officer in the triangle suddenly looked back and saw that the refugee team had passed more than half the way. The officer’s face, which was blackened by smoke, seemed to smile, but it didn’t. He took a last look at the stone castle and then turned his head to do his best. The sword in his chest pointed to the rebels looking around, and his robes roared like a proud and unyielding lion!
"Rome! Fight! "
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Section sixty-four Flying eagle in northern Xinjiang
The village … cries … wails … black smoke … swords and shadows.
"Kill them! Kill all the Romans! " []
"Knife to cut men and old man’s head! Children’s spears provoke! Whoever grabs the’ female’ will strip them naked and let the Roman’ female’ lick your stuff! Give me a flat village. Everything is you! "
Horseshoe stomped on the soil and smashed out a palm-sized pit. A rebel general dressed in leather armor and a fur coat kept turning back and forth, but his eyes were full of hunger. The fierce mans held high a long knife and pointed to a Roman village that was struggling in a smoke hundreds of meters away. He was full of "lure" and "confusion" and promised to let the Germans kill * * and the blood boiled even more!
Carpentras is a small and remote village with an area of only a few thousand square meters. There are 117 residents living in the village, and the actual number is 452. This is a typical northern Xinjiang-style village. All the villagers are yeomen with Roman citizenship, and there are no slaves. Among them, 7 residents are retired border troops after the military reform, and most of the rest are migrants from the south. After being allocated land, they were placed here to build this brand-new home. Please remember to read our website.
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Here, the villagers own the land demarcated by boundary markers erected around the village, and the land occupation area is not much different from each other. They own permanent land, but the land cannot be bought or sold, but it can be leased to others for contracting, but it must be voluntary, and the village must invite the tribune to come to the scene for supervision and notarization.
The whole village was built from houses, cultivated land, tools, Livestock are sacred and inviolable to the people, and property embezzlement or fraud constitute very serious crimes, which will even directly alarm the Provincial Department of Agriculture to send commissioners to investigate. Thanks to the new Imperial Agricultural Law in northern Xinjiang, which repeatedly emphasizes the important position of basic agriculture and protects the ordinary agricultural population, the villages in northern Xinjiang are completely autonomous, except that when paying taxes, the village subordinate administrative units will send tax collectors to register the amount of each land according to the village land survey atlas for unified monetary agricultural tax collection. Villages in northern Xinjiang will not be affected by bureaucratic forces, that is, from the village ministries that may be exploited and controlled by local forces in * *, there are 6-year-old villagers and retired veterans who have received knowledge education, and the villagers will automatically form village councils to solve the problem democratically.
This model is obviously a complete subversion of the aristocratic manor-style agriculture in Rome, and the foundation of imperial agriculture will be completely transferred from the nobles to a large number of yeoman classes. There is no doubt that with these yeoman classes, which have gained personal liberation and have huge citizens’ interests, Roman agriculture will not only recover rapidly from the recession, but also be expected that millions of citizens will have the land as the basic means of production and liberate them from the oppression of the nobles. The technical and policy support in northern Xinjiang will promote imperial agriculture to a new stage of rapid development!
In just one year, the changes in northern Xinjiang have preliminarily verified this expectation that these vibrant villages have borne fruitful fruits everywhere, which not only consolidated the empire’s occupation and absorption of the vast European continent from the root, but also made unexpected and amazing agricultural gains in the first autumn. All kinds of agricultural products were piled up in the warehouses of cities and towns around the country, and those who had just changed from producers and slaves to citizens really appreciated the hope for the first time.
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And perhaps the road to reform is doomed to be full of thorns. Maximus’s mutiny and Gratian’s unfortunate assassination have enveloped northern Xinjiang in an ominous cloud. Towns have been captured and ruined. The wilderness is full of German thugs released from the middle camp. Quiet villages have been destroyed, and villagers have been slaughtered. Blood’ color’ permeates the world.
Just as Carpentras is also facing the final moment, a group of German stragglers discovered this small village and immediately surrounded it. These brutal and greedy barbarians are too lazy to negotiate. They have one goal, that is, to step over the village in front of them and then vent their anger at those Gu villagers.
Fortunately, because wild animals usually run wild near Carpentras, young people built a fairly solid wooden wall around the village in several military discussion villages, which was protected by the villagers who slept in the dark night. Now this wooden wall has become the only line of defense for the villagers to resist the mob!
Protected by the wooden wall, the village army organized and inspired the villagers to wake up from a panic, fear and timidity, and their determination to defend their homes made them full of courage in an instant. The villagers United and divided the work together, and the elderly and children were responsible for taking care of the wounded, the women were responsible for delivering weapons and carrying the wounded, while the men were under the command of several retired veterans to hunt bows, sharpen wooden spears, split all kinds of wooden boards into shields, and the weapons of the army kept the German thugs out of the wooden wall!
The fighting has been going on for almost an hour. More than 200 Germanic thugs can’t resist a small village. Of course, this is mainly because their weapons are equally crude. There are short axes and spears, no shields, and no heavy tomahawk that can quickly destroy wooden walls, not to mention any equipment. These are all the equipment that Maximus sent to them when they were released from Zhongying. Unfortunately, the number is limited. In addition, they intercepted and killed some Roman soldiers and civilians along the way and collected them. Even so, all the weapons at hand were enough for them. The battle of about one person presents a strange scene. Half of the Germanic mobs are yelling at the villagers for a bloody battle in front of the wooden wall, while the other half can wait for their companions to die or be injured and then pick up their weapons to replenish them.
It is precisely because of this root that the villagers can only persist for such a long time with a cavity of blood, but unfortunately, with the passage of time, the balance of victory has gradually fallen to the Germanic side. They have more and stronger fighting capacity, and they can maintain their physical strength and take turns to fight. Although the weapons are crude, the wooden walls of the village have finally been cut down and collapsed by them with water milling.
Close-quarters fighting methods have been avoided, which is precisely the most deadly weakness of honest villagers. There are wooden walls, and they can still fight back in an orderly way. After all, the sense of danger is not so strong across the distance. Now, compared with those German thugs who regard others and their lives as dirt, the villagers obviously can’t keep calm in the face of short-term soldiers’ fighting and blood’ flying. Some young people have already turned pale, and two strands of trembling even spears.
So at the gap of the wooden wall, the two sides fell into a mixed battle, and victory was in sight. The German mobs kept shouting slogans and slashing "chaos" with ferocious expressions, and pushed in at any cost, while the villagers formed a thin shield line by relying on the retired veterans of the auxiliary armed forces. However, as more and more villagers screamed and fell to the Germanic tomahawk, the courage quickly subsided, and the attack became chaotic and weak.
The situation is precarious.
"kill!" "Li Chong!"
"Resist can’t retreat! Never let these animals in! "
Killing the gap in the wooden wall, villagers and Germanic thugs crowded together in a narrow place, waving crude weapons and killing each other desperately, and blood splashed from time to time. At this moment, perhaps the only thing that remains calm is that the retired veterans have formed a shield array. Although there are less than one person, these retired veterans who are still in their prime have experienced it. Can they be compared with the fighting in front of them? In their eyes, those German thugs who look fierce are just a group of futile targets. The veterans are dressed in armor. Wearing helmets and side by side, the square shields in their hands are closely connected to form a solid battle line. No matter how many Germans attack the shield array or how sharp their tomahawk is, how shocking their roar is. In front of the ice-cold veterans, they are all smashed to death. In front of that thin defense line, the German thugs almost occupied the ground and lay more than half of the German bodies!
Suddenly, an old soldier on the edge of the shield array seemed to see something and suddenly shouted at the nearby eyes, "Little Ranks, what are you doing?" ! ! ! Top to pick up weapons to stop these murderous demons! "
It turned out that in the corner of the battlefield not far away, a Germanic thug just chopped the head of a villager with a red and white splash in front of him. However, the Germanic man was ferocious and became’ sexual’. Instead of being uncomfortable, he put out his tongue with a ferocious expression and licked it. Then he shook his hand with a bloody tomahawk, staring at the front like a tiger staring at food. A young villager twisted his face with a cruel grin!
Poor young villager, I’m afraid he’s not yet an adult, with a sharpened wooden spear in his hand and his eyes glazed over, as if he were completely scared by the German! Seeing the young German screaming rudely, he raised his axe and went straight for the young man’s head! Just now, the veteran shouted that it was the young man who wanted to wake up and was about to die! Unfortunately, young people have already lost consciousness!
Whoo! The tomahawk waved a piercing scream in the middle, and the sharp axe blade was about to split on the young man’s head. Suddenly, a figure flashed by and jumped at the German!
There was a bang, and the veterans and Germans immediately rolled over the wooden wall and smashed several Germans and villagers all the way!
"Little Rankes, think about your mother!"
Just then, an angry cry came from the rolling crowd, and the young man with eyes staring straight seemed to be awakened by the word mother, and then he saw …
Poop, poop, poop! ! ! Because the armor was too heavy, and after throwing down the Germans, it rolled all the way. The old soldier who saved the young man’s life, the roar awakened the young veteran. Unfortunately, he rolled into the Germans outside the wooden wall. Before he struggled, he was chopped around and the tomahawk fell heavily in the crowd and disappeared.
"ah! Uncle Baus! " The young man stared at the veteran figure submerged in the Germans and suddenly let out a heart-rending cry. Then his body was’ excited’ and driven by blood, he suddenly rushed forward and thrust his spear forward!
As soon as he sharpened the’ Mao’ tip, he immediately pierced a Germanic’ chest’ bore that was heading for him! Eyes wide open, the Germanic doesn’t seem to believe that killing himself turned out to be this young man who was just gawking, but it’s a pity that the bloody German fell to the ground and fell into darkness.
The fierce fighting continued, and the villagers struggled to resist with their final determination and courage, but gradually the Germans broke through the gap in the wooden wall and rushed into the village. They roared with excitement and rushed even more crazily. They wanted the blood of the villagers to satisfy their’ sex’ killing * *!
Seeing that another village is going to bleed and mourn on the rebel blade …
Suddenly!
"meowed! ! ！”
A horn louder than melodious sounded in the sky and instantly spread wild! Whether the rebels or the villagers are consciously looking in the direction of the horn.
So over the heavy figures and filled with smoke, they saw a dazzling red flag flying high at the end of the field of vision!
It’s an eagle with its wings spread high on the sword and shield, looking around and looking down on the sky!
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Section sixty-five crusader VS rebels
Paris
This beautiful new city, which was the capital of Northern Xinjiang School and the residence of Gratian less than a month ago, is now ruined by the rebels. Outside the city, there are smoke everywhere, like an ice muscle, a jade skin and a beautiful country, but unfortunately it is covered with ugly black scars. Please remember us.
Burned houses, messy streets, and old buildings make up a sad picture. It seems that they have all met in this city and felt sympathy in vain. The rebels have taken possession of it in a magnificent city, except occasionally stepping through the rubble and ruins, where a group of ugly German patrol soldiers can’t see any life and a dead breath.
The rebel commander used to be Gratian’s right-hand man, but in the end, the traitor’s cruel sword pierced Gratian’s heart. Maximus shamelessly and openly set up his headquarters in the central palace of Paris, sitting on the throne of Rome’s deputy emperor, obsessed with the fantasy of the Germanic king … and all the Germanic troops were rushed to the palace by him unceremoniously and stationed outside the palace. Anyway, the residents of the city had already died and fled, but fortunately, all the people in the city had fallen into rebel slaves. The city has now completely succumbed to his "prostitution" and he can do everything according to his own wishes.
From the moment he decided to assassinate Gratian, Maximus had given up his dignity and honor as a Roman and chose to become a cruel and greedy beast again! He no longer has to abide by Roman laws, let alone raise a butcher’s knife to his old colleagues and brothers in arms in cold blood. His blood is dotted with the crown of dirty and bloody rebels on his head!
But the traitor can’t go wild forever. He is doomed to pay for his numerous crimes!
"general! The general is not good! Oh, no! ! ！”
The quiet palace was disturbed by a sudden panic cry. Wearing a silk coat and short pants, the chest was exposed. Lying on the cushion, Maximus, a servant of Rome who was caught with a good face, couldn’t help but frown and look up to see his adjutant Nuss, who stumbled into the hall with a face of fear.
"A waste! Panic about what? ! ! ！” Hearing the shouting, Maximus immediately had a bad feeling in his heart, and then a kind of unwarranted anger made Maximus feel extremely agitated. Look at the embarrassing assistant Yunus. Maximus cried the virtual fire and swelled his face’ dew’. Before Huo Ran strode, it was a foot!
Bang! A muffled sound, poor body was not strong, and Nussho was caught off guard by a kick and fell to the ground on his back, giving a miserable groan in pain!
"Waste! It’ s simply a waste, and I’ m scared to death without even saying anything! " Looking at the ground, rolling back and forth, holding the belly and groaning, it was not only Nuss Maximus who scolded angrily for a long time, but turned around and ignored those women who cowered in a corner of the cushion with a full face of fear. The slave took a silver hip flask and a rhinoceros horn glass and poured himself a full glass of wine. Then he looked up and gulped it down, panting, turned around and glared at Nuss, and roared, "No one is a waste!"
Maximus’s sound exploded like thunder in the hall, as if even the palace dome rustled with dust. Yunus was the first to bear the brunt of the shock. He immediately endured the pain and his face was almost broken. He struggled to get up and smoked intermittently. "The general just received a report from scouts to escape our pursuit of Andrew, the old man who took over Anquilla’s support for a thousand’ fine’ sharp legions, and announced the establishment of a rebel command in’ Bo’ Zinan.