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Chapter 1319 Servant Army

Dio, who was born as a housekeeper, was not timid in the face of hundreds of people. Instead, he looked haughty and cleared his throat.

"Listen up, you bloody captives! My chief, Mr. Zhao Hu, has shown mercy this time and decided to spare you lowly lives and take you as servants!

"Remember! From now on, your master will be Mr. Zhao Hu! Under Mr. Zhao Hu's order, even if you face your clansmen, you must raise your weapons to serve him!"

Seeing that the captives didn't respond, Dio couldn't help frowning and said to the people around him, "Let them form a group of ten, and then take them to the back to carry supplies."

Those logistics soldiers hesitated a little.

There are nearly a thousand captives below, just a few of them?

What if they were eaten raw!
And Sun Jie, who knew the habits of these captives, immediately ran to the captives and shouted braggingly.

"You, you, you, and you, line up, hurry up, don't dawdle!"

Usually he is commanded by others all day long, but now he can finally command others, of course he looks very proud.

The logistics soldiers saw that Sun Jie who had run into the captives was not only safe and sound, but also shouted, and the captives lined up obediently without any resistance at all.Can't help but ran down immediately.

They also want to taste what it's like to be an officer.

Geralt, who had just rushed over after the report, saw that the prisoners below had been sorted out, so he couldn't help asking a cavalry squad leader who was monitoring the prisoners.

"Those captives have confirmed their owners?"

"What confirms the owner?"

The captain looked puzzled.

"That is, do they know who they should be loyal to?" Geralt asked eagerly.

The squad leader nodded with an "I see" expression on his face.

"Oh, so it's this. Officer Zhao Hu's personal guards have told them just now that their master is Officer Zhao Hu."

"Cough, it's a shame to be late!"

Geralt stomped his feet angrily and said, seeing him like this, the captains of several other cavalry squadrons all came to ask what was going on, Geralt replied excitedly.

"You don't know, although these guys are stupid, but they have been taught by slaves all the year round, they will only obey the orders of their masters, and now the guards have taken them all in for Chief Zhao Hu!
"I really regret that I didn't come one step earlier! Otherwise, I could have recruited a few servants! Why are the personal guards so clever? They actually know how to recruit them in the name of Chief Zhao Hu? Not in the name of the brigade?"

"Hey, that bodyguard is Chief Zhao Hu's bodyguard. Of course, everything is for Mr. Zhao Hu's sake. What do you want these captives for? Selling them for money? Mr. Zhao Hu is not a person who likes to eat alone. These captives are sold for money. In the end, we also have a share."

The squad leaders laughed and joked with Geralt, they didn't understand why Geralt was so excited.

Geralt sighed.

"Hey, didn't you hear what I just said? Now they will only follow the orders of Commander Zhao Hu and arm them with weapons. Commander Zhao Hu has a private armed brigade that obeys his orders!"

"Arm them? Isn't it? They are captives! Aren't you afraid that they will rebel?" the team leaders said in surprise.

"You don't know the character of the Feimu Banner Allied Flag citizens to say this. Their servility has been deeply rooted in their bones. Now even if Chief Zhao Hu orders them to kill each other, they will obey the order!"

As soon as Geralt said this, the squad leaders were immediately dumbfounded.

"Really? Isn't this more personal guard than personal guard?"

Geralt knew that the servants had no place for him, so although he was full of annoyance, he still responded to his colleagues' questions in a friendly manner.

"Of course it's true. If you treat the guard badly, the guard will obey you; but this group of guys, even if you beat him, scold him, or abuse him, they will absolutely carry out your orders to the letter.

"As long as you don't transfer them to others, or are taken away, they will obey your orders until your death."

"Isn't this more slave than a slave? I knew that ten of them would be needed to be my own servants!"

The squad leaders all looked remorseful, and a squad leader immediately reminded them.

"By the way, didn't you say you can transfer them? How about asking Chief Zhao Hu to transfer some to us?"

Geralt squinted at the captain.

"If it were you, would you transfer such servants to others for no reason?"

The squad leader thought for a while, shook his head helplessly, and sighed.

"It seems that we will have to wait until the next time we capture the Bannermen before we can enjoy the feeling of having personal guards..."

"Don't be stupid, as long as their leader is still there, they will follow orders to launch an attack, and they will never surrender as easily as they are now." Geralt reminded.

"Hey, from this point of view, Chief Zhao Hu is really lucky. Their young master was hacked by the guards for no reason. Otherwise, the young master hid behind and gave the order to attack. I am afraid that all of us would have died. That is two thousand cavalry Ah, it is more than three times our size!"

When these squad leaders didn't say a word, the logistics soldiers had already taken the prisoners to quickly clean up the battlefield and move supplies.

There are many people and strength, and at dawn, almost everything is ready. Fortunately, a batch of horse-drawn carriages was obtained from the regiment headquarters a few months ago, and a batch of horse-drawn carriages were exchanged in several markets.

After the carriage loaded all the supplies and wounded in stock, it could also bring the brigade's kitchen utensils and other less important things. It can be said that everything in the entire brigade was emptied.

One of the wagons was filled with hundreds of heads pickled in lime and was named "ghost wagon".

Seeing this, Zhao Hu couldn't help but smile wryly.This is not like retreating at all, but more like relocating.

"Sir, which direction are we turning?"

The squad leaders all came forward to wait for Zhao Hu's order.

Although I don't know the details, the number of millions of cavalry alone is enough to swallow the entire Wenbei Province. People like myself can say that the escape route has been blocked by the Feimu Banner League, and now no one will be so stupid as to go directly After retreating.

But if you want to go back to the country, you can only go back to the country by entering the prairie, spanning thousands of kilometers, and detouring to Vinci Province at the other end.

Although this is not something people do, if you don't want to stay here and be attacked by the Feimu Banner League, then this is the only way to go.

Zhao Hu looked at the rough map provided by the brigade, and pointed to a place.

"We're moving in that direction."

The team leader who didn't understand the map could only nod in a daze, while the team leaders who knew the map were dumbfounded, and Geralt stammered a bit.

"Sir, if we go in this direction, the distance will be at least doubled. When will we be able to return to China? Moreover, the empire has no relevant information about this route. We may encounter the Shepherd Flag station within a few days. We don't know Those who crashed into it would either be killed by the enemy, or get lost and starve to death after running out of supplies!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhao Hu nervously, and Zhao Hu sighed.

"No way, the other road is the supply line of those invading millions of cavalry. I believe that if we take that road, we will perish sooner.

"Although this road is dangerous, the Feimu Banner League has drawn millions of cavalry to fight. As long as the remaining troops are careful not to be surrounded by them, I believe there will be no problem.

"Also, we can pretend to be the natives of the prairie and cover up our identities. Maybe the journey will be safe and sound? The only difficulty is that the distance is far away... What do you think, which way should we go?"

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the squad leaders thought for a while, and then agreed with Zhao Hu's choice.

One is the road of death, and the other is the road of not knowing the danger. The saying "put to death and live later" does not need to be practiced often.

Now that he had made a decision, Zhao Hu rushed into the mighty prairie with nearly a hundred carriages and a large number of horses.

After entering the prairie, Zhao Hu and his party rushed for three days, finally stopped to rest, and were in the mood to enjoy the scenery of the prairie.

Along the way, I don't know if it's because the prairie is sparsely populated or because of luck, I haven't met a single herdsman at all.Dangerous creatures such as wild wolves ran away early when they saw such a large number of people.

Of course, Zhao Hu and the others will not take it lightly. They sent out scouts in all directions. The furthest detection range is limited to ten kilometers during the day and two kilometers at night. Too close and useless.

On this flat grassland, if you look at it casually, you can see the situation one kilometer away. You must know that the team of nearly a hundred carriages and thousands of horses is very conspicuous.

"Sir, a total of 620 horses were seized in the last battle, including 580 dead horses and 340 wounded horses, and [-] five wounded horses. meat.

"The people in the cavalry squadron originally wanted to equip each of them with three war horses, but considering that the servants are all excellent cavalry, and other infantry squadrons can also become cavalry, so the subordinates only allow them to have two horses each, so we can only There are about ten empty horses left."

Dio was dressed in a nomad's costume, as were Zhao Hu and others. Wearing an imperial military uniform on the prairie was tantamount to courting death. Now they were disguised as businessmen.

Zhao Hu nodded. Those members of the cavalry squadron even made a fuss about equipping two cavalry.

It's not their fault either, the dignified imperial cavalry has only one mount, while those nomadic cavalry have at least two cavalry, and many have three and four cavalry. When compared, the imperial cavalry feels pitiful to death.

(End of this chapter)