Fang Ge’s encirclement has been increasing in frequency, yet the resistance forces keep growing in number. Each time the resistance breaks out of the encirclement, all that remains is a ground filled with armed, courageous villagers who, on ordinary days, farm diligently. As long as Fang Ge’s troops try to exploit and plunder like before, they will be harassed by guerrillas even before they can leave this territory.
Moreover, the local villagers have basically established their own intelligence network. Since Fang Ge’s army stepped into this territory, all their actions have been closely monitored by the villagers.
When Fang Ge’s troops truly enter the villages, the armed warriors vanish without a trace, leaving only elderly individuals to guard houses and farm.
The older villagers have become more militarily trained than Fang Ge’s soldiers, resembling proper soldiers.
As for pursuing Isha, Fang Ge’s army usually just pretends to chase her. After all, there are continuous merchants and farmers along the way, even those in the leadership providing intelligence to the resistance. Each time they are about to catch up, the resistance manages to turn danger into safety, even able to counterattack from the spot. After a few attempts, no one wants to pursue them seriously.
However, Isha keeps in mind the importance of mobile warfare. Even if Fang Ge does not send troops to encircle, Isha will not stay in one place for long.
After discussing with Layton, Isha left some people in these villages and then took the resistance forces away.
Although it was obscure, Isha felt that she was being favored by the Goddess, yet she cannot always count on falling meteorites. As the governor said, one must do their utmost before waiting for fate.
Once the resistance forces left, the cluster of villages fell silent again as usual, although there were some new faces helping the stronger villagers train daily.
The resistance provided some food, and with a few small merchants following the resistance to this place, the villages, once drained and silent due to exploitation by Fang Ge’s army, began to regain their former liveliness.
When Fang Ge’s encircling army stepped into this land, they immediately sensed a familiar feeling.
“General…”
A soldier carefully approached the general on horseback.
“Many distant houses are watching us.”
“Just pretend we didn’t see.”
The general, on horseback, yawned. He had come here to eradicate the resistance due to pressure, initially approaching it with a laid-back attitude.
The resistance not only hasn’t been eradicated but has shown a tendency to grow more numerous. Some military personnel with connections are unwilling to come to eliminate bandits and are instead assigned to deal with the dog thieves in the Eastern Border.
After all, the Eastern Border doesn’t have firearms and cannot acquire them from Graywhite Territory or the Royal Capital, nor are there smuggling routes. If there are no professionals in the army, they can only take the beating quietly.
As long as the commanders of Fang Ge’s side are regular people and adhere to the basic principle of defending against the presence of high-level professionals while attacking when they are absent, it essentially becomes a difficult challenge for them. There has been a slight hint of the resistance performing guerrilla tactics amidst the advance and retreat.
Additionally, it has recently been seen that the Eastern Border has started producing various peculiar firearms similar to those in Fang Ge’s army. The compatibility rate remains low, and there are assorted issues, far inferior to the sturdy and durable firearms produced by Graywhite Territory.
The pressure from Fang Ge continues to weigh down.
The commanders of Fang Ge have also tasted the benefits of weapon advantages, no wonder the resistance can repeatedly break encirclements with a group of commoners.
These commanders are eager to engage with the Eastern Border; those armies aren’t much stronger than Fang Ge’s, making them much easier to deal with compared to the northern villagers who have become dog-like in protecting their land.
In the end, those with influential connections are the ones most eager to gain military exploits in the Eastern Border, and these influential figures will bring more equipment and professionals, resulting in fewer professionals and resources allocated to combat the resistance.
With fewer professionals and resources this side, the difficulty of eradicating the resistance will increase, and fewer will be willing to come, forming a vicious cycle.
Everyone knows that the resistance and Graywhite Territory are the real threats, yet no one is willing to serve Doug. Everyone just wants to take credit for victories over neighbors to soothe themselves, claiming it’s not that they are weak, but that the resistance and Graywhite Territory are too strong.
Doug inherited most of Lars’s territory and certainly does not lack capable people willing to serve him, but perhaps those willing to serve Doug have been abandoned in some insignificant small towns.
The general coming to surround this time also planned to treat this encirclement as a spring outing, just to have a stroll. As long as he does not let his troops plunder, the local guerillas should not act.
It must be said that in this era, being able to restrain subordinates and make a group of disorganized soldiers obediently follow military orders without plundering—even if it’s partly out of fear of armed villagers—shows that this general is somewhat competent.
“Is the cargo ready?”
The general glanced sideways at the soldier who had just reported.
“It’s ready, General, the brothers are all watching.”
“Okay, upon arrival at the next village, keep the brothers in line. Don’t let them think we are here to eliminate bandits; we are here to do business, understood?”
The soldier nodded in agreement and then jogged to the back to inform the knights and officers.
If they don’t plunder, ordinary soldiers’ opinions can still be suppressed. But how will the professionals in the ranks be satisfied? This general referred to the wisdom of predecessors and directly took the army to start trading, everyone making money together. Since they won’t let me rob, I might as well earn it myself. After all, there are no strict rules against trading in Doug’s territory.
Moreover, wherever the resistance leaves, they will leave some goods for local villagers to trade, such as sugar, food, or other specialties from Graywhite Territory. Therefore, some small merchants enjoy following the resistance.
After arriving at the village, the army did not start plundering or conscripting soldiers as before. Instead, they began trading and conducting business right on the spot, turning the army into traveling merchants.
When several days of business were completed, the general noticed that one soldier’s firearm was missing and hurriedly asked, “Where’s your firearm?”
The soldier stammered and refused to speak, prompting the general to swing his riding whip and scold, “Answer me!”
When the soldier saw the whip strike the ground near him with a bang, he knelt and said, “General, I’m sorry, I lost my firearm to the villagers here.”
“Why would you compensate them? What mischief did you get into?”
“General, I was momentarily foolish and stole a chick from a family, cooked it with the brothers, and was caught in the act, so I had to compensate with my firearm.”
Hearing this, the general was rather relieved.
“What a trivial matter, as long as there was no conflict. After all, the firearms lying around outside have long become commonplace. Just don’t let them fall into the hands of the Eastern Border’s dogs, go and accept your punishment.”
Upon hearing this, the soldier gratefully accepted the punishment as if released from a great crime.
Moreover, the local villagers have basically established their own intelligence network. Since Fang Ge’s army stepped into this territory, all their actions have been closely monitored by the villagers.
When Fang Ge’s troops truly enter the villages, the armed warriors vanish without a trace, leaving only elderly individuals to guard houses and farm.
The older villagers have become more militarily trained than Fang Ge’s soldiers, resembling proper soldiers.
As for pursuing Isha, Fang Ge’s army usually just pretends to chase her. After all, there are continuous merchants and farmers along the way, even those in the leadership providing intelligence to the resistance. Each time they are about to catch up, the resistance manages to turn danger into safety, even able to counterattack from the spot. After a few attempts, no one wants to pursue them seriously.
However, Isha keeps in mind the importance of mobile warfare. Even if Fang Ge does not send troops to encircle, Isha will not stay in one place for long.
After discussing with Layton, Isha left some people in these villages and then took the resistance forces away.
Although it was obscure, Isha felt that she was being favored by the Goddess, yet she cannot always count on falling meteorites. As the governor said, one must do their utmost before waiting for fate.
Once the resistance forces left, the cluster of villages fell silent again as usual, although there were some new faces helping the stronger villagers train daily.
The resistance provided some food, and with a few small merchants following the resistance to this place, the villages, once drained and silent due to exploitation by Fang Ge’s army, began to regain their former liveliness.
When Fang Ge’s encircling army stepped into this land, they immediately sensed a familiar feeling.
“General…”
A soldier carefully approached the general on horseback.
“Many distant houses are watching us.”
“Just pretend we didn’t see.”
The general, on horseback, yawned. He had come here to eradicate the resistance due to pressure, initially approaching it with a laid-back attitude.
The resistance not only hasn’t been eradicated but has shown a tendency to grow more numerous. Some military personnel with connections are unwilling to come to eliminate bandits and are instead assigned to deal with the dog thieves in the Eastern Border.
After all, the Eastern Border doesn’t have firearms and cannot acquire them from Graywhite Territory or the Royal Capital, nor are there smuggling routes. If there are no professionals in the army, they can only take the beating quietly.
As long as the commanders of Fang Ge’s side are regular people and adhere to the basic principle of defending against the presence of high-level professionals while attacking when they are absent, it essentially becomes a difficult challenge for them. There has been a slight hint of the resistance performing guerrilla tactics amidst the advance and retreat.
Additionally, it has recently been seen that the Eastern Border has started producing various peculiar firearms similar to those in Fang Ge’s army. The compatibility rate remains low, and there are assorted issues, far inferior to the sturdy and durable firearms produced by Graywhite Territory.
The pressure from Fang Ge continues to weigh down.
The commanders of Fang Ge have also tasted the benefits of weapon advantages, no wonder the resistance can repeatedly break encirclements with a group of commoners.
These commanders are eager to engage with the Eastern Border; those armies aren’t much stronger than Fang Ge’s, making them much easier to deal with compared to the northern villagers who have become dog-like in protecting their land.
In the end, those with influential connections are the ones most eager to gain military exploits in the Eastern Border, and these influential figures will bring more equipment and professionals, resulting in fewer professionals and resources allocated to combat the resistance.
With fewer professionals and resources this side, the difficulty of eradicating the resistance will increase, and fewer will be willing to come, forming a vicious cycle.
Everyone knows that the resistance and Graywhite Territory are the real threats, yet no one is willing to serve Doug. Everyone just wants to take credit for victories over neighbors to soothe themselves, claiming it’s not that they are weak, but that the resistance and Graywhite Territory are too strong.
Doug inherited most of Lars’s territory and certainly does not lack capable people willing to serve him, but perhaps those willing to serve Doug have been abandoned in some insignificant small towns.
The general coming to surround this time also planned to treat this encirclement as a spring outing, just to have a stroll. As long as he does not let his troops plunder, the local guerillas should not act.
It must be said that in this era, being able to restrain subordinates and make a group of disorganized soldiers obediently follow military orders without plundering—even if it’s partly out of fear of armed villagers—shows that this general is somewhat competent.
“Is the cargo ready?”
The general glanced sideways at the soldier who had just reported.
“It’s ready, General, the brothers are all watching.”
“Okay, upon arrival at the next village, keep the brothers in line. Don’t let them think we are here to eliminate bandits; we are here to do business, understood?”
The soldier nodded in agreement and then jogged to the back to inform the knights and officers.
If they don’t plunder, ordinary soldiers’ opinions can still be suppressed. But how will the professionals in the ranks be satisfied? This general referred to the wisdom of predecessors and directly took the army to start trading, everyone making money together. Since they won’t let me rob, I might as well earn it myself. After all, there are no strict rules against trading in Doug’s territory.
Moreover, wherever the resistance leaves, they will leave some goods for local villagers to trade, such as sugar, food, or other specialties from Graywhite Territory. Therefore, some small merchants enjoy following the resistance.
After arriving at the village, the army did not start plundering or conscripting soldiers as before. Instead, they began trading and conducting business right on the spot, turning the army into traveling merchants.
When several days of business were completed, the general noticed that one soldier’s firearm was missing and hurriedly asked, “Where’s your firearm?”
The soldier stammered and refused to speak, prompting the general to swing his riding whip and scold, “Answer me!”
When the soldier saw the whip strike the ground near him with a bang, he knelt and said, “General, I’m sorry, I lost my firearm to the villagers here.”
“Why would you compensate them? What mischief did you get into?”
“General, I was momentarily foolish and stole a chick from a family, cooked it with the brothers, and was caught in the act, so I had to compensate with my firearm.”
Hearing this, the general was rather relieved.
“What a trivial matter, as long as there was no conflict. After all, the firearms lying around outside have long become commonplace. Just don’t let them fall into the hands of the Eastern Border’s dogs, go and accept your punishment.”
Upon hearing this, the soldier gratefully accepted the punishment as if released from a great crime.
