Chapter 753: Twenty-four. Young Governor (1)

For foreigners, Castile is a tourist destination, a human country full of beautiful scenery and exotic atmosphere.　Look at the latest and most complete novels, the Moorish castle of Granada, the charming snow mountains of Santander, the lush forest of Navarre, the silvery white beaches of the Costa del Sol, the bullring of Ursalia... everything is fascinating. However, this is just Castile peeping from outside glimpses. What people who have lived in this land for generations to come to know is another Castilian hidden under a beautiful appearance, real, not so beautiful, and cruel.
Any country has its glorious moments, and Castile is no exception. The title of the current King Philip II faithfully demonstrates this-"...Blessed by the grace of the goddess, bless King Castilla; Leon, Aragon, Navarre, Granada, Toledo, Barron West Asia, Galicia, Mallorca, Seville, Cordoba, Murcia, Menorca, Jaén, Los Algarves, Algeciras, Canary Islands, the sea to the end Kings of continents and islands at the end of the sea; Duke of Austria; Duke of Brabant; Earls of Asperg, Flanders, Tyrol, and Azugrana; Vizcaya and Mori Lord Lord..."
From the long and tedious title of His Majesty, it can still be seen vaguely that Charlieman was scorched like a flame hundreds of years ago, and until a year ago, he was still sailing overseas and showing the shadow of a great country with national power. Castilla under the leadership of the "Double Kings of the Church" occupied Granada and completely completed the "Recovery Movement"; with the support of the King, the captain of Genoa led a fleet of only three ships to the other side of the ocean; a team Galeon ships continuously transported precious metals from overseas back home – those beautiful days are still vivid today.
However, the shadow is just the shadow. Gold and silver shipped back from overseas have not been converted into capital. Used to promote the development of capitalist industry and commerce in Castile. After the seven-day war, the glory of the Castilian Army and the Invincible Fleet has long fallen, and then various "pirates" rose up and attacked the Castilian merchant fleet and colonies wildly. When Charlemagne's ambassador Bellamy rushed into the Esqueria palace and killed Queen Anna, the former glorious kingdom had been completely reduced to a second-rate country. Led by Bernard, the second prince of Charlemagne, all countries ridiculed the Kingdom of Castile as "the sick man of a civilized society." The great powers calculated how to divide up the richest possible legacy when the "sick man" swallowed. In the end, the old rival Charlemagne finally couldn't help but take the lead in this year's win. The iron hooves of Titans crossed the border, and the golden iris flag and the flag of the Charlemagne royal family fluttered in the north of Castile. Tans red, white and black tricolor eagle flag. If they were not rivals, the powers could not agree on how to divide the legacy of the "sick man", and other countries were deeply dissatisfied with Charlie Mann's preemption. Castile’s centuries of magnificence and brilliance will end there.
A series of disasters caused a huge shock to Castilla. All strata are trying to change the status quo in the country. Although classes, ideas, and opinions are different, people's enthusiasm for the motherland is the same. Due to the excess of enthusiasm, ideological waves, and the interaction of foreign forces with ulterior motives, the glory and decline have created the special nationality of this generation of Castilians: their bodies still have the courage, piety, and enthusiasm inherited from their ancestors. blood. But it needs the nourishment of modern civilization. They long for the prosperity of the motherland. However, it does not carry confidence.
This subdivisional mentality that is almost divided directly affects all aspects of the country's politics, economy, and society. Like a chemical reaction, it triggered various disputes and conflicts, almost tearing the country apart. But no matter what, this country is moving slowly and surely. People still have longings and expectations for the future. But even these hopes were interrupted by Titans' guns. The outrageous invasion of the Charlemagne angered this group of the world’s most proud and blind people, from the regular army to the militia, from the elderly to the juvenile, and even the elderly women, the Castilians and the successive servants devoted themselves to resist the Charlemagne occupation In the tide of the army. The Charlemagne, who had been inflamed by various guerrillas and terrorist attacks, even retaliated more brutally. People were slaughtered throughout the village and the city, guillotines and gallows were erected in large and small squares, town centers, and the sky was obscured by the smoke of burning bodies. The whole north of Castile is shrouded in a stormy blood...
Juan took the donkey and walked slowly on the road. The peasant with his clothes and hair covered with dust looked down like his cattle. He occasionally raised his face, looked around with bloodshot eyes, and then continued to squander his head. .
A dull, gloomy, and somewhat dangerous atmosphere wrapped around every pedestrian on the avenue, and even the occasional breeze seemed lifeless.
This was not the case in the past. This avenue leading to the city of Salbadu is full of merchants, and you can see spices, gems, rare birds and animals from overseas. The days of the farmers are not so good, and they can survive anyway, and they can also go into the city to buy some daily necessities and gadgets that women and children like while they are in the market. There are chatting and bargaining voices everywhere, and laughter is never lacking.
Since the arrival of the Charlemagne, everything has changed.
Juan does not understand what is "motherland", "glory", "nationality", when a team of soldiers in black uniforms walked in front of him, he only knew one thing, starting today, to speak foreign languages ​​to these Have paid taxes.
But everyone, including him, seemed to be mistaken. The Charlemagne were not rulers. They were a group of gangsters, thieves, bandits, murderers, and a group of beasts with human skin. In the past, the landlord master and the thieves were bad enough. This group of black-skinned beasts are worse than them. Rape, murder, robbery, arson... Except for the time-consuming fraud, almost all the violent crimes that people can think of are Titans. I've done it-take it when I see valuable things, grab it when I see a beautiful girl, rush in to see a big house and drive people away, and meet the resistance to kill all men, women and children!
Juan had witnessed firsthand that a merchant boss immediately grabbed the businessman’s son because he was unwilling to collect Charlie Man’s military tickets. After piercing it with a bayonet and picking it up and down, the soldiers laughed in the cry of the dying child-a group of beasts!
A bad smell poured into the nasal cavity, and a strong rancid smell burned the mucous membrane. Passersby pulled up scarves or masks to cover up some of the stench. Several old ladies prayed in a low voice. The sobbing and cursing were indelible in the prayer.
The city of Salbadú is located in the center of the quadrilateral economic belt composed of Ursalia, Asograna, Valencia and the Basque countryside (basque), and it occupies an excellent position as the mainland’s gateway to the south of Castile. The geographical location has played an important role in trade and exchanges from the time of Gilmania to today. From a military perspective. The city of Salbad is the only way to attack Ursalia. Whether or not he can win the battle is the key to this situation, and the generals of Titans are determined to win it. They believe that they can reproduce the glory of Raiders Buda City, without paying any attention to the Castilians who defend the city.
The arrogant Charlemagne hit the iron plate in this way, facing the 100,000 soldiers and soldiers who defended the city with the will to die. Titans' 50,000 siege forces have not made any progress for more than one month of continuous attacks. Commander Major General Lanat was recalled to the country by an infamous dismissal. He was replaced by the famous "Piercing Man"-General Vlad.
Vlad led 48,000 soldiers to surround Salbadul who had insulted Titans. In 42 consecutive days of shelling. The entire city was destroyed by artillery shells, rockets, and oil bombs, and then the city walls were demolished by concentrated artillery fire, and finally burst into the city. But the citizens of Salbadu still started a street battle with Titans. Vlad decided to "clear the field" with mustard gas and flames. But the city defenders are still moving forward. Three days later, the battle was over. Titans suffered more than 10,000 casualties, more than 70,000 soldiers and civilians died in the city (of which 3/4 were civilians), and captured more than 30,000.
Vlad, who has always been arrogant, admitted to Prince Bernard: ‘This war is terrible, and victory has not come easily. Then he added: "In order to completely cut off the resistance of Castilians, it is necessary to take decisive measures." "
Vlad's report was approved, and a "self-disposal" order was started. The puncture worker immediately began his old business with pleasure-slaughtering the prisoners with wooden stakes.
Thirty thousand wooden stakes were erected on the road leading from Salbadu to the Quartet. No one was spared and no one was allowed to collect the dead, from the strong young to the old, weak women and children.
"Be sure to let those poor people remember our victory!"
Prince Bernard announced this in a parade to celebrate the capture of Salbadu, and the Charlie Man applauded the applause, while exerting harsh politics on the Castilians.
Heavy taxes, discriminatory policies, resource plundering, land mergers, abuse of military tickets, slave labor-all the harsh political pressure is overwhelming and breathless. The extremely poor life makes the meek workers at the bottom unbearable. Sporadic uprisings and strikes are spreading throughout the north...
"Flash off! Flash off!"
A group of cavalry screamed and rushed over, all wrapped in a black hooded cloak. Black-not only makes people feel simple but also associates with gorgeous colors. Nowadays, people who wear uniforms of this color in the north of Castile, except for Titans, have only the so-called National Guard. The latter is famous for suppressing the poor in the countryside.
Due to sporadic uprisings and various terrorist attacks, the Charlemagne were very troubled, but suffered from insufficient maneuvering power and could not deal with all the riots in time. So he recruited a group of Castilians willing to sell their lives, and formed an armed police force serving as a security force, that is, the National Guard, because Titans always claimed to be the "king", and the National Guard was also called For "Wang Xiejun". At first, these people maintained law and order in rural areas. Later, their responsibilities gradually expanded to towns and large cities. Later, they also assigned some tasks such as "bandit" and "sweeping".
I don't know if it's the relationship between the black skin and the surge in combat power. This group of rogues can always complete the assigned tasks. Wherever there was a peasant uprising, these crows appeared, and then the rebellious peasants and family were all hung on the trees, and the farmland of the village was burned down.
This group of people are clearly Castilian, but they are more ruthless than their Charlieman counterparts. They were hit by them. The luck is that they are seriously injured. If they are bad luck, they may die on the spot.
"Give way out! Lord Governor’s carriage is about to pass! Everyone stands and salutes!"
A fat sergeant shouted in his throat, wondering if his body was too fat or the sergeant deliberately controlled the speed of the horse. The panicked crowd finally had a buffer that could react, and they all retreated to the base station and talked in a whisper.
"Governor? Isn't the Governor already dead?"
"Hush, be quiet, don't kill yourself? Be careful!"
"What are you afraid of? Apart from this life, we have nothing!"
"Governor Bruno is dead. It's the new governor."
"Cut, here comes another greedy pig."
"I heard that this time it was the royal family."
"Whether he is a royal family or something, look at it, and in a few days ‘fox() will kill his dog!

The leader cavalry appeared at this time~EbookFREE.me~ People closed their mouths and looked down.
Under the guidance of a whole team of chest guards, the carriage with the golden iris logo came slowly, and the carriage decorated with gold based on white tone exuded an elegant and majestic atmosphere in the sun.
The heavily armed guard, the extravagant platoon far superior to the former governor, and the iris logo that the royal family can only use-everything in front of them makes people more affirm their speculation. The carriage is a big man, probably the rumor. The new royal governor. People along the road took off their hats and bowed their heads to salute the convoy. No one turned around and no one evaded. If anyone dared to do that, it would be regarded as a contempt for Charlemagne. That would lead to catastrophic results, perhaps from hard labor to exhaustion, or from being a member on a stake, everything depends on how the new governor is feeling.
But what about that?
In the hearts of all Castilians present, the same sentence came out in unison.
-"Fox" will kill this Governor, just like the previous Governor.
The Governor will die, and every Charlemagne who has set foot on Castile land must die, and the farmers are convinced of this. (To be continued...)