The high-precision areas captured from the Paris military headquarters, as well as excellent local guides, and finally the confessions extracted from the squires and villagers... The combination of multiple sources of information proves that the route everyone has chosen at this moment is correct. .
This road is currently the fastest way to enter the core area of the Severn Mountains. There are few villages here and there are no large-scale garrisons. As long as they can successfully break through and enter the sparsely populated mountains, the dozen of them can count. The dragon has returned to the sea.
The natural climate in Europe is really not something to be fooled. The air is moist and the four distinct seasons are very conducive to the growth of forests. Almost all mountain ranges in Europe, regardless of their size or reputation, are covered by dense forests. It is really convenient to hide in them.
The workers' organization has accumulated too much escape experience in many years of fighting against the French Emperor. As long as they are allowed to enter the forest, it will be like entering their own home.
Now that the correct path has been found, the team's morale has quickly recovered!
The farmers were indeed farmers, but they were too frightened to report the news. Maybe it was because people's publicity about the commune was too negative, and these farmers thought they were demons who ate people without spitting out their bones.
If they threaten to massacre the village, they will definitely massacre the village!
For the safety of their families, these timid villagers all hid in their homes without saying a word. Even the usually aloof squire hid under the bed with a swollen face.
The following villages did not receive advance warning, which gave Blanqui and others the opportunity to break through. The first two villages still used the old method to deceive them. The empire's military uniforms are still easy to use. I have never seen many farmers on the market. He bowed quickly from afar.
When the large army suddenly appeared, the gun was pointed at his head if he tried to call the police!
After even being deceived and frightened, we passed two more small villages. At this time, the terrain was getting higher. The hilly farmland on both sides was no longer suitable for growing crops, but was instead a patchwork of grape fields.
The higher the terrain, the wider the field of vision. An accident happened in this village. Just as the self-defense team members disguised as soldiers were preparing to approach the village entrance, a policeman from a high position discovered Blanqui and others hiding behind a big tree.
"No! There is something wrong with these people... They have a group of people hiding outside the village! Stop them..."
Finally I saw a policeman. He and more than fifty villagers swarmed forward and wanted to surround these disguised soldiers!
When Blanqui saw that his secret was revealed, he immediately changed his plan and said, "All-out attack! Quick victory!"
"Kill!" More than a dozen war horses hidden in the woods swarmed forward, and even several civilian officials took out their pistols and charged with the soldiers.
The people who can be selected to protect Blanqui are all elite veterans. Facing a group of unarmed farmers, they are like fools chopping vegetables.
Hoes and pitchforks are really not easy to use. After the sporadic gunshots, the policeman who led the group fired just one shot and was shot dead on the spot.
By the way, four farmers were found dead on the spot. The remaining farmers were frightened and fled towards the village screaming.
"We can't let them sound the alarm! Go after them and kill them all!"
Although this village is small, it actually has a small church. A mini copper bell hangs on the top of the church. Several farmers went straight to the bell.
These farmers were probably stunned by the sudden attack. They didn't think that what these people wanted was to pass smoothly. Just avoid them and don't make dangerous tricks. But these people are really crazy. Subconsciously, I followed the police's previous request to sound the alarm.
The Self-Defense Forces officer leading the charge saw that this was okay? How much money do those capitalists and feudal remnants give you? Are you working so hard for them?
The leader was asked to be killed by me. Why do you, a grape farmer, still want to call the police and sacrifice your life? What grudge do I have against you? Do you hate us working class people so much?
How did my commune offend you? Did we steal your food? We fight for the legitimate rights and interests of the poor in the world, but you don't appreciate it and still help us?
You are nothing, so don't blame me for being cruel!
Fight... The spurs under the knight's feet pierced the horse's belly fiercely. The horse suddenly charged forward in pain, and the sharp saber dragged a long gash out of the farmer's back.
Really experienced cavalrymen never use chopping to kill people. They will not waste their energy. The experienced cavalrymen use the power of the horse's charge to gently drag.
The sharp blade can cut open a huge wound that cannot be stitched. It stretches diagonally from the lower back to the shoulder, and the foot-long wound spurts out blood.
"Kill all you capitalist bastards! Damn bastards... Why do you hate us!"
"Kill! Anyone who dares to call the police will be killed without mercy!"
The running farmer felt that all the strength in his body was spurting out along with the blood from his back. The foot-long wound penetrated into the flesh and his ribs were visible. This was a fatal injury that no matter how skilled a surgeon was, he could not cure it.
ah! After screaming, he fell to the ground. Before he died, his eyes were still looking at the bronze bell on the church in confusion. The last thing he realized was.
"That's right? Why should I ring the bell? I'm just a grape farmer? What hatred do I have against others? Why should I ring the bell?"
With questions about himself, the unlucky farmer refused to rest in peace!
This group of murderers from the commune rushed into the small mountain village and killed everyone around the church alarm bell. The pungent smell of blood in the air made Blanqui frown.
"This is a big deal! After killing so many people, they will definitely call the police later... We can't really massacre the village!"
"Damn it, rush to the next village before you know the news... there's only one last level left!"
"You are too cruel. The families of these people will definitely take revenge!"
The leading officer wiped the blood on his face and said, "Teacher, there was really nothing we could do just now. It was these people who forced us to take action! If they fled outside the village, I would not be able to hunt them down..."
"But you just saw it, they are determined to call the police!"
"Forget it, let's not talk anymore! Revolution is not a dinner party, people will always die... Set off immediately and break through the last hurdle immediately!"
A group of war horses galloped southward, circling along the mountain road. As a result, within a quarter of an hour of walking, the miserable bell rang out in the small mountain village where they were massacred behind them.
The families of the killed villagers fled back. The grieving and angry villagers did not know how to take revenge, so they could only call the police to the next village, hoping to catch these cruel murderers.
Blanqui's face turned dark, and he sighed in his heart, "This is all fate! You can't escape what is coming!"
"Speed up...get ready to fight!"
