Chapter 619 The raindrops are also heavy
"I, I can't breathe..." Half of the bald knight's head was buried in the mud, with a white-armored Holy Gun Cavalry kneeling on his neck.
"Be honest, who told you to attack the army?" While wrapping his hands with iron chains, the Holy Gun Knight put the muzzle of the gun against his head and cursed.
With half of his face pressed against the dirt, the sky in front of the bald knight has fallen to the other side of the world, and the world in front of him is filled with fighting mountain people.
On the dirt road in the cold rain, not far from the knight's main house, between shrubs, streams and forests, arrows flew back and forth, piercing shields or tree trunks.
The black champion wearing a felt hat yawned, leaned the holy musket on his shoulder, and stared blankly at the childish fight in front of him.
The two groups of mountain men waved their flails and spears, shouting and pushing each other. The rusty hatchets and pitchforks even made a few sparks fly in the rain.
From time to time, shouts and curses could be heard in the rain: "You like to block roads and don't let wool pass through, right?" "Just because of you, I get 4 dinars less, who will make up for the winter money I lack?"
Compared to the slackness of the Black Champion soldiers, Jourdan, as the legion commander, looked at these mountain people of South Mound County with dazzling eyes.
It has to be said that these mountain people from South Mound County have a very high level of fighting with weapons. They actually have a tactical formation in which the first row moves forward and the back two rows outflank them.
The mountain people who were attacked actually cooperated with the archers to shoot arrows to counterattack. This ability, which was developed from hunting foxes, wolves, wild boars and even monsters, made Jourdan look quite envious.
I heard that Meliaty was trying to ask your Majesty to help train a new type of Salvation Army-style infantry in the mountain county. Maybe these mountain people would be a good source of soldiers.
Zhu Erdan is still thinking here, but the mountain people's fighting is coming to an end. After all, the villagers led by the Holy Father Worshipers Association are here well prepared.
Firstly, their number is twice that of the so-called martial law protest army. Secondly, they all wear a simple leather armor or carry a hammer or hooked spear. Compared with the so-called "martial law army", which is a patchwork of The weapons are much more elite.
In less than half an hour, the mountain people led by the traveling monks beat the mountain people led by the knights to pieces.
Jourdan raised his head and said to the captain of the Holy Gun Cavalry: "Let's go meet that Adrian knight."
After a dozen cavalrymen wearing white breastplates appeared in sight, Adrian's expression was extremely ugly at first, and then became indifferent and even happy.
Sure enough, the Holy Sun Crown couldn't bear it anymore, and he even dispatched his direct lineage Holy Gun Cavalry to suppress it.
Although it failed to achieve the expected effect, it achieved half of the goal in the end. "The Salvation Army defined the protest by the mountain residents as rebellion." This means that His Majesty Sun Mian, who drafted the constitution, actively violated the constitution.
As a result, the legality of the permanent lease is gone.
After all, the right to permanent lease is based on ensuring the ability of citizens to have autonomy, and the Salvation Army’s suppression at this moment is depriving citizens of their independence.
After all, it is the citizens who freely choose not to own the permanent leasehold rights and the 100-household community, but the Salvation Army prohibits them from doing so. Is this not a disregard for the freedom of the people?
There's a lot of noise in the Council.
To be honest, Adrian has always thought that the Salvation Army has raised its tone, and sooner or later he will be backlashed on this matter.
"Sir Adrian..." A trembling voice sounded, and Adrian turned his head to look, only to see Henderson who couldn't even stand firmly.
Understanding in his heart, Adrian said calmly: "I will raise your youngest son and your wife and daughter for you."
Henderson suddenly fell to the ground. He wanted to continue talking, but when he saw Adrian's cold eyes, his whole body seemed to freeze.
You know, everything Adrian did was only through Henderson's single line of communication, and even Ansel and Bryson were kept in the dark.
Even if Henderson told the truth, he would not be able to influence Adrian at all because there was not enough evidence.
It was only at this moment that Henderson suddenly understood why Sheng Sun Mian insisted on implementing the permanent lease and the 100-household area.
At least with the mechanism of the Hundred Household District, he was no longer afraid of Adrian using his power as the lord of the manor to kill his family, leading to the current situation.
Adrian adjusted his expression, opened the gate of the main house's courtyard openly, and walked towards the seven or eight knights galloping towards him on horseback.
"You all came in time. If it weren't for you, our manor would have been attacked by these bandits." Adrian pretended to hold Jourdan's horse and said on the verge of tears.
"It is not our credit to drive away the army." Jourdan said with a smile on his lips, "These are volunteers who came from nearby parishes, and their fight with the martial law army was a private fight. This kind of rural security issue is the responsibility of the township magistrate. We at The Salvation Army cannot and will not care about this matter, we just happened to encounter it.”
At first, he nodded slightly flatteringly, but then, the smile on Adrian's face suddenly solidified.
Because this means that it is not the Salvation Army but other mountain people who prevent the mountain people from rioting.
The Salvation Army is not involved in any of this!
In other words, the narrative of "the mountain people of South Mound County refused the permanent lease rights and were suppressed by the army" became the narrative of "a portion of the mountain people who opposed were suppressed by more mountain people who agreed".
This nature has changed.
The conflict between the Holy Father Society and the mountain people turned into a conflict within the mountain people, and everything Adrian had imagined before came to nothing.
After all, the so-called Holy Father will force the mountain people to sign permanent leases. The "mountain people" in the so-called "mountain people" refer to all the mountain people in South Mound County.
But in terms of internal fighting among the mountain people, the "mountain people" at this time only became some or even very few villagers.
Damn it, the plan that these nobles and knights had been pondering for so long was actually resolved so easily.
These mountain people who are used to being represented are unwilling to be represented by a small number of knights and mountain people at this time!
"Then, why did your cavalry arrest these two knights?" Adrian asked with a forced smile.
"They are attacking the army. We originally just invited them to meet and discuss matters at the Priest's Church in Nitan Township. Who knew that as soon as they got close, they launched an attack on us." The captain of the Holy Gun Cavalry spread his hands, "Then there is nothing we can do. , you can’t help but fight back, right? Don’t worry, you’ll be fined after a few years of hard work, and they didn’t hurt anyone.”
"So that's it." Adrian's smile became more and more forced, "Then I won't disturb you in your official duties. I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute." Jourdan stopped Adrian who was about to leave. "Mr. Adrian, you are also included in this invitation. It is better to choose a different date to prevent you from being threatened by the mountain people protesting martial law. We I'll escort you there."
The smile on Adrian's face was completely unbearable. He went back and forth between fierceness and anger several times before he turned around with bulging veins: "Look at my head, I'm going to pack my luggage right now."
"Who is that? Bring a few people to help Mr. Knight pack his luggage."
"Yes." A team of Salvation Army beat their chests and waved, quickly filed in and controlled the entrance and exit of the knight's main house, and followed closely behind Adrian.
While Adrien was pretending to pack his luggage, Jourdain left the main house and ran towards the country church.
At this time, the alert was lifted in front of the village church, and people happily wrapped themselves in blankets and drank ginger soup in the main hall of the church.
Those with good intentions even went to the village head with flails to help in the battle.
The remaining people stayed in front of the church, and when they saw Jourdain and the knight in white armor arriving in black military uniforms, they all clapped and greeted him.
When Ansel fell ill, Bryson went up to him and bowed to Jourdain.
But what he didn't expect was that before he could bend down, Jourdan grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up by the collar.
"We're late." His hand movements were rough, but Jourdan's words were kind and friendly.
"We thought we had to pay the price of blood like in "The Expedition of the Saint Sun"..." For some reason, Bryson suddenly felt aggrieved and confused. He laughed at himself, "There is always a feeling that the thunder is louder than the raindrops. .”
"Enough monks have died for this matter, and we have paid enough blood. We had to use sacrifices to gain new lives, and now we still have to do so. Will the formation of the Holy Father Society be in vain?"
Taking two steps back, Jourdan stood solemnly in front of Bryson, punched his chest with his right hand, and then waved it parallel to the ground: "You have suffered enough, thank you for your efforts."
Bryson was stunned for a moment, then half-crying and half-laughing, he also hit his chest and waved his hand with the same courtesy.
He had never heard this phrase from the lips of any bishop or clergyman of the episcopal rank.
(End of chapter)