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Chapter 12 Murder and Trap (2)

The guards' counterattack was very effective, but the interrogation process was not satisfactory. The assassinators were more stubborn than the other. Except for the officers who were leading the team, the rest were peasants, real farmers, and French farmers who could not even write their own names. Judging from their accent, I believe they should be the remnants of the royal army who were still active in the Vendai area. Out of human sympathy, I did not put them in the aristocrats to shoot them together, but persuaded them with kind words and lured them with interests. There was no result. Unwilling to give up, I used violence, torture, and torture, coercion and intimidation, but they still refused to speak. Apart from those dirty curses, they refused to disclose the name of the commander of the assassination team and the nest of the headquarters. In desperation, I had no choice but to order all the captured prisoners to be executed on the spot.

For the first time, there were a group of ignorant peasants on my hands covered with blood. In a crazy era, if I didn’t kill people, people would kill me. Andrew did not have the heart of the Buddha and could cut his flesh and feed the eagle calmly, so he had to learn from Cao Cao’s ambitions and would rather let others down than others down. From the beginning of the destruction of General Dorpu’s command, I understood that on the road to victory, a little bit of kindness and conscience would only make me die faster, and merciless cruelty and clever hypocrisy might be the common characteristics of all successful revolutionaries. It was also the first time that I felt very despicable, and I was even better than the many great figures of this era.

Just when I was thinking about it, at the home of a farmer on the roadside 10 miles away from the convoy, Hydra, the head of another group of assassination team, was also thinking a lot.

Hydra was not a nobleman. He had lived in an inconspicuous town in Vondee Province. He was a servant of the local noble master. Before the Revolution, he and his family lived peacefully under the protection of the master. Although they were not very rich, after the outbreak of the revolution, the noble master was executed by the court for counter-revolution. He was also arrested for his open sympathy for his master and was ready to be sent to the guillotine at any time. On March 10 this year, after General Furorn's uprising troops conquered the town, they regained their freedom because their family was destroyed and their homes were lost.

, Hydera participated in the great rebellion in the Vandai area, and made many military achievements in the subsequent battles. She was the first to rush into the city of Zollie, making military achievements for the Baowang Army to conquer the city, and was promoted to an officer. After May, the Republican government mobilized a large number of regular troops to suppress the rebellion in Vandai. In the face of the strict disciplined and well-equipped enemies, Hydera and his comrades had to retreat along the Loire again and again after several heavy blows, and were finally completely defeated in the battle between Glangville and Savine. Later, a duke was incorporated by a certain duke and executed assassination orders.

The cruel and arduous battles of more than half a year have made Hydera, a cowardly farmer, a brave soldier and a captain officer of the rebels. He did not ask much when he received the order. He could carry out any matter that could combat the rights of the revolutionary regime, and this time was no exception. It took him and his comrades a night to steal a 16-pound cannon from the nearby garrison and place it on the way where the Toulon convoy would pass, hiding in a room

The low farmer's house, the muzzle pointed directly from the window to the middle of the road. The use of cannons as an attack weapon was a lesson from the failure of the previous assassination operations. The butcher hiding behind the iron plate could not be hurt by any bullets. Only large-caliber artillery could do it. The operation of stealing cannons also caused Captain Hydra to lose more than a dozen heroic subordinates, which made him hope that the damn Dongfang Satan could die in front of him, even if he was buried with him.

"You mean butcher, demon, the yellow-skinned Satan, the whole people of God are cursing, go die, you can't get any information from my mouth, haha."

"Good scolding!"

"Kill him!"

"Curse him!"


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