Chapter 251: nest fire
Chapter 251 Nest Fire
1550, January 25th, the winter cold gradually began to go away, but the air was full of dampness, especially in the morning and evening, which made people tremble in the bone marrow.
The head of the first regiment of the Guards, Knight Alexander, stood side by side with the cavalry company Knight Baldwin, standing on the hillside near the barracks, looking at the densely packed Catholic mob not far away.
As the main force of the resistance to the Reformation, the number of mobs in the entire Catholic uprising reached 30,000, and unlike the anti-enclosure uprising army, the Catholic rebels formed a very tight connection.
They are basically composed of Catholics, local militias, loyal farmers, hunters, and even some squires. They have received the support of some people in Devonshire and Cornwall, and their power has greatly expanded.
Currently, according to Alexander Knight's investigation, the number of real elite rebels facing the 15,000-strong government army has reached 5,000.
That is to say, these 5,000 people have weapons, are not afraid to go to the battlefield, and have initially formed combat effectiveness.
On the other hand, the government has no fear at all. Not only does it have an infantry regiment of 2,700 men, but it also has a cavalry company of 500 men. In addition to the tens of thousands of militias mobilized nearby, it has nothing to do with the 30,000 rebels in front of them. No thought of fear.
For his side's victory, the Alexander knight has strong confidence in winning, but how to win with the least loss is a question that requires deep thinking.
Cavalier Alexander is very concerned about the guards in his hands, and he is so precious.
"Your Excellency, Commander, we have been confronted for a week. I don't know when we will act. The group of boys under me are already hungry and thirsty!"
Putting down the binoculars in his hand, Knight Baldwin, commander of the cavalry company, stroked his beard and asked Knight Alexander, who was quietly observing.
"Mr. Company Commander, how about the food looting of those mobs this week?"
Knight Alexander did not put down the binoculars in his hand. Instead, he observed and asked cavalry company commander Knight Baldwin rhetorically.
"Your Excellency, Commander, in the past week, I have led the good guys under me to plunder or burn down six food transportation operations. The total number is no less than 10,000 pounds!"
Speaking of this, Knight Baldwin immediately beamed, and narrated with a smug tone.
"Very good, these grains are what they need for more than half a week!" Knight Alexander put away his white and tender neck, raised his mouth, and said, looking at the proud Knight Baldwin.
"I think the stomachs of the rebels are not feeling well this week against us!"
"Yes, sir, I think the rebels don't want to confront us now, and they are probably discussing how to evacuate now!
After all, a person with two legs will never be able to run on four legs! "
Baldwin tilted his head slightly, and his gaze shifted a few inches away from Alexander's body quietly, as if nothing had happened, and he used laughter to cover up something.
"Go on, Mr. Captain, I don't think they'll last long!"
Alexander's blue eyes stared at Baldwin, and he smiled like a blooming rose, which made Baldwin a little terrified and his face a little abnormal.
"Also, the cavalry company should be careful recently and keep an eye on them. If there is any change in them, tell me immediately!"
Alexander didn't pay attention to Baldwin's abnormality, his handsome face suddenly became serious, as if thinking about it, his eyes focused on Baldwin again.
"Yes, yes, we will definitely inspect such things seriously, please rest assured!"
Baldwin sat on the horse and straightened up. Suddenly, he became a little stuttering, which made him a little embarrassed.
"Well! I think, these days, it's time to decide the winner!"
Knight Alexander looked a little puzzled in his eyes, but he didn't take it seriously, and then he turned his eyes to the somewhat messy camp of the Catholic rebels with the lights on.
At this time, even though Virio, who had led more than a thousand militiamen, tried his best to maintain the camp of Catholic believers, the entire camp was still a bit chaotic.
But there is no way to do it. Most of the 30,000 people are farmers who have never been on the battlefield. No matter how good the teaching is, it is inevitable.
Among these 30,000 people, less than 3,000 people have been trained by the militia and have been on the battlefield. After screening out some hunters and stronger farmers, he barely got 5,000 people.
It can be said that the current Catholic rebel army was established and built by him, and it is full of his painstaking efforts.
If he is the leader of the army, and priest Tony Richard is the spiritual leader of the army, the two command the entire army together.
At this time, the two army leaders frowned, sitting opposite each other, chatting with each other one sentence at a time.
"Mr. Virio, our food situation hasn't been leaked!"
Priest Tony still has some pimples on his face. He is less than eighteen years old, but he looks old.
"Yes, no one knows the specific data yet, but it won't last long. After all, the food can only be used for three days at most.
Three days later, if the food has not arrived, we will have to fail! "
Virio showed a bitter smile, shook his head, and said as if frustrated.
"No, this is to restore the glory of the Lord, you can't just fail like this!
I will continue to urge the squires in Devonshire to continue delivering food, I don’t believe it, they will stop them all! "
Priest Tony stood up suddenly, looked at Virio with a stern face, and said sharply.
"Okay, we will surely win, and the glory of God will shine on England again. This is our lifelong pursuit!"
Virio also straightened his back, shouting loudly, full of air.
The expressions of fanaticism on the faces of the two men were ferocious and terrifying, and a rushing momentum was as majestic as a rainbow. This is the power of faith.
The next day, the government army, like the previous few days, sent people to keep a close eye on the rebel army huddled in the barracks, not daring to distract the slightest attention.
The rebel army, however, took advantage of their numbers and sent tens of thousands of people to cover the food delivery team, refusing to give the government troops a chance.
Regarding this, the Alexander knight inquired about it. If he found that most of them were farmers, he would send the same number of militiamen to stop it.
Facing the farmers, the militiamen defeated and captured the army of farmers without any pressure, and brought back a large amount of food.
Seeing this, the rebel army stopped doing this stupid thing and could only stay in the barracks and suffer.
(end of this chapter)
1550, January 25th, the winter cold gradually began to go away, but the air was full of dampness, especially in the morning and evening, which made people tremble in the bone marrow.
The head of the first regiment of the Guards, Knight Alexander, stood side by side with the cavalry company Knight Baldwin, standing on the hillside near the barracks, looking at the densely packed Catholic mob not far away.
As the main force of the resistance to the Reformation, the number of mobs in the entire Catholic uprising reached 30,000, and unlike the anti-enclosure uprising army, the Catholic rebels formed a very tight connection.
They are basically composed of Catholics, local militias, loyal farmers, hunters, and even some squires. They have received the support of some people in Devonshire and Cornwall, and their power has greatly expanded.
Currently, according to Alexander Knight's investigation, the number of real elite rebels facing the 15,000-strong government army has reached 5,000.
That is to say, these 5,000 people have weapons, are not afraid to go to the battlefield, and have initially formed combat effectiveness.
On the other hand, the government has no fear at all. Not only does it have an infantry regiment of 2,700 men, but it also has a cavalry company of 500 men. In addition to the tens of thousands of militias mobilized nearby, it has nothing to do with the 30,000 rebels in front of them. No thought of fear.
For his side's victory, the Alexander knight has strong confidence in winning, but how to win with the least loss is a question that requires deep thinking.
Cavalier Alexander is very concerned about the guards in his hands, and he is so precious.
"Your Excellency, Commander, we have been confronted for a week. I don't know when we will act. The group of boys under me are already hungry and thirsty!"
Putting down the binoculars in his hand, Knight Baldwin, commander of the cavalry company, stroked his beard and asked Knight Alexander, who was quietly observing.
"Mr. Company Commander, how about the food looting of those mobs this week?"
Knight Alexander did not put down the binoculars in his hand. Instead, he observed and asked cavalry company commander Knight Baldwin rhetorically.
"Your Excellency, Commander, in the past week, I have led the good guys under me to plunder or burn down six food transportation operations. The total number is no less than 10,000 pounds!"
Speaking of this, Knight Baldwin immediately beamed, and narrated with a smug tone.
"Very good, these grains are what they need for more than half a week!" Knight Alexander put away his white and tender neck, raised his mouth, and said, looking at the proud Knight Baldwin.
"I think the stomachs of the rebels are not feeling well this week against us!"
"Yes, sir, I think the rebels don't want to confront us now, and they are probably discussing how to evacuate now!
After all, a person with two legs will never be able to run on four legs! "
Baldwin tilted his head slightly, and his gaze shifted a few inches away from Alexander's body quietly, as if nothing had happened, and he used laughter to cover up something.
"Go on, Mr. Captain, I don't think they'll last long!"
Alexander's blue eyes stared at Baldwin, and he smiled like a blooming rose, which made Baldwin a little terrified and his face a little abnormal.
"Also, the cavalry company should be careful recently and keep an eye on them. If there is any change in them, tell me immediately!"
Alexander didn't pay attention to Baldwin's abnormality, his handsome face suddenly became serious, as if thinking about it, his eyes focused on Baldwin again.
"Yes, yes, we will definitely inspect such things seriously, please rest assured!"
Baldwin sat on the horse and straightened up. Suddenly, he became a little stuttering, which made him a little embarrassed.
"Well! I think, these days, it's time to decide the winner!"
Knight Alexander looked a little puzzled in his eyes, but he didn't take it seriously, and then he turned his eyes to the somewhat messy camp of the Catholic rebels with the lights on.
At this time, even though Virio, who had led more than a thousand militiamen, tried his best to maintain the camp of Catholic believers, the entire camp was still a bit chaotic.
But there is no way to do it. Most of the 30,000 people are farmers who have never been on the battlefield. No matter how good the teaching is, it is inevitable.
Among these 30,000 people, less than 3,000 people have been trained by the militia and have been on the battlefield. After screening out some hunters and stronger farmers, he barely got 5,000 people.
It can be said that the current Catholic rebel army was established and built by him, and it is full of his painstaking efforts.
If he is the leader of the army, and priest Tony Richard is the spiritual leader of the army, the two command the entire army together.
At this time, the two army leaders frowned, sitting opposite each other, chatting with each other one sentence at a time.
"Mr. Virio, our food situation hasn't been leaked!"
Priest Tony still has some pimples on his face. He is less than eighteen years old, but he looks old.
"Yes, no one knows the specific data yet, but it won't last long. After all, the food can only be used for three days at most.
Three days later, if the food has not arrived, we will have to fail! "
Virio showed a bitter smile, shook his head, and said as if frustrated.
"No, this is to restore the glory of the Lord, you can't just fail like this!
I will continue to urge the squires in Devonshire to continue delivering food, I don’t believe it, they will stop them all! "
Priest Tony stood up suddenly, looked at Virio with a stern face, and said sharply.
"Okay, we will surely win, and the glory of God will shine on England again. This is our lifelong pursuit!"
Virio also straightened his back, shouting loudly, full of air.
The expressions of fanaticism on the faces of the two men were ferocious and terrifying, and a rushing momentum was as majestic as a rainbow. This is the power of faith.
The next day, the government army, like the previous few days, sent people to keep a close eye on the rebel army huddled in the barracks, not daring to distract the slightest attention.
The rebel army, however, took advantage of their numbers and sent tens of thousands of people to cover the food delivery team, refusing to give the government troops a chance.
Regarding this, the Alexander knight inquired about it. If he found that most of them were farmers, he would send the same number of militiamen to stop it.
Facing the farmers, the militiamen defeated and captured the army of farmers without any pressure, and brought back a large amount of food.
Seeing this, the rebel army stopped doing this stupid thing and could only stay in the barracks and suffer.
(end of this chapter)
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