OBS Chapter 730 This is a great patriotic war
Chapter 730 This is a great patriotic war
Chapter 730 This is a great patriotic war
The group moved forward along the mountain road. Among the entourage, except for the non-combat personnel who had their own duties, only Ladong was absent.
Ladon, who has not been eliteized, is of no use in this war even though his basic attributes as a magic dragon far exceed those of other followers. His huge body is simply a sitting duck when facing enemy fire.
"who?"
"Stop, command!"
In front of the mountain pass, the guards holding guns looked at the newcomers warily. Most of them had wolf ears and different fur colors, but some had almost no wolf features at all, with only a tuft of gray hair on the tip of their ears.
Cherinina stepped forward, pointed to her ear, and said, "It's one of us, but I don't know the password."
The guards looked at each other and whispered, "What a beautiful girl! Judging from her fur color, she does look like one of ours, but I've never seen her before!"
"I'm sorry, but I can't let you and your companions in without the command."
Veneto frowned as he watched this scene. Even though he had heard about the philosophy of the New Basilicata Wolf Tribe, he still felt a little awkward when he saw these mixed-blood "tribe members" who were not much different from ordinary people.
The gap was too big. In his time, he was at most a reformist among the pure-bloods.
Just as Cherinina was about to explain, a surprised voice suddenly rang out from the wooden watchtower.
Immediately afterwards, a huge black shadow fell from the sky.
"Ms. Nina?"
"Am I seeing things? By the name of Romulus, are you really Miss Nina?"
The centurion with a cowboy hat and beard asked in disbelief, "And Ms. Prajna, Ms. Jeanna, Ms. Fringilla, Mr. Kurth, Mr. Hans, why are you here?"
Jeanna smiled and replied, "Centurion Leon, long time no see."
Prajna nodded slightly: "Captain Leon, how many years have passed since our last visit?"
Leon's face was full of excitement: "It's been twenty years. The patriarch was still talking about this a few days ago. I didn't expect you to come now. My God, you look the same as before. I'm old."
Cherinina breathed a sigh of relief: "Is father okay?"
...
Wolfburg.
Giuliano's order was quickly passed on, and in the darkness, the centurions and elite cornermen who remained in Wolf Castle gathered in the hall.
They looked at the old patriarch who was sitting there with a serious expression, and couldn't help but ask anxiously.
"Patriarch, what is going on?"
"Is it really not the local government of Louisiana that acted on its own?"
People were in a very depressed mood. During that era, the British Empire was like a mountain, pressing down on the heads of other nations. It occupied almost a quarter of the entire known world, and any small country could only tremble in fear in front of it.
In fact, as neighbors of the Thirteen Colonies, the Texas Wolves have always been worried that the British would take action against them over the years.
“I hope so, but the situation is not optimistic.”
Giuliano laid out his judgment in full, which was not just a guess, but also supported by telegraphic messages sent back by spies sent by Texas to the Thirteen Colonies.
The wolf tribe in the Apennines already had an organizational structure similar to a gang, so they naturally would not ignore the importance of intelligence. In addition, the Apennine Peninsula was a major immigrant country at that time, so it was easy for Texas to plant some stakes in the Thirteen Colonies.
"In Baton Rouge and Jackson, people saw the 'lobster soldiers' marching in formation. The British vehicles and ships were also moving in an unusual manner. Tony also saw the Paladins and the legendary armored warriors in the enemy camp."
"We have also exchanged fire with the Louisiana Colonial Division. What do you think it means that among those lobster soldiers who are still equipped with smoothbore muskets, a group of armored soldiers who have only appeared in the European war suddenly appeared?"
The equipment of the colonial armies was often one level behind that of the European powers. On the one hand, there were no enemies of the same level around them. On the other hand, the size of the thirteen colonies was still too large compared to the British mainland.
Even though they were mainly based on plantation economy and mining, the Thirteen Colonies still possessed extremely impressive power. In terms of economic size alone, the Thirteen Colonies were no less than the general powers.
In addition, the colonies also served as a pressure relief valve for the mainland. Many people who were dissatisfied with the country, losers in power struggles, criminals, and the lower class were exiled here.
Once the military strength of the Thirteen Colonies becomes too strong, another war of independence will become a natural thing.
The last War of Independence ended with Washington being hanged on the gallows in Richmond, but that doesn't mean you'll be so lucky next time. In just a hundred years, the population of the Thirteen Colonies expanded from over two million to more than thirty million, and the territory also extended from the original east coast of North America to Oregon on the west coast of America.
This is also what Giuliano is very worried about. Unlike the Boer War, the population of Britain's Cape Colony in South Africa is only a few hundred thousand. It is certainly a very difficult task to mobilize an army of 400,000.
In Texas, the only hope was the British's distrust of the colonial government.
Seeing the centurions and cornermen looking like eggplants hit by frost, Giuliano slapped the table hard and said, "Look at you guys. Are you so scared when you hear that the enemy might be British?"
"We have 10,000 soldiers, 1,000 powerful bandits, and militias from various towns. I admit that the British navy is invincible, but it is not so easy for their army to swallow us up!"
Giuliano swept his majestic gaze over the crowd. Facing the world's hegemon, it was human nature to be afraid before the battle, but being afraid, compromising, and giving in would only lead to being exploited by the jackal.
There are actually more than 10,000 wolf immigrants in Texas, but the rest of their fighting power is no longer classified as wolves and is almost the same as ordinary people. This is also the cornerstone of the integration of Texas wolves and humans.
Several centurions hesitated to speak. The wolf tribe was not afraid of fighting. Even those who were half-blood were aggressive by nature.
But this was a paradise that had taken them thirty years to build.
"Fight the British!"
"It's not like we haven't fought them before. Those lobster soldiers are not that effective in the wilderness."
Giuliano raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet. He then continued, "Thirty years ago, we first set foot on the land of Texas. At that time, this place was still a poor and barren land, a lawless area that even the colonists thought was worthless."
"Twenty years ago, we experienced our first test and defeated those old wolf tribes who boasted of their noble bloodline. This proved that the Wolf Tribe Federation of Texas is capable of sheltering the wanderers who come to Texas!"
"Now, a greater test has arrived. We have two choices. One is to give up the land we have worked hard for 30 years, give up the ordinary people we have protected, give up our cattle, sheep, houses, and the land under our feet that is regarded as spiritual sustenance by wandering wolves all over the world, and hand over Texas to others."
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"We will never agree to this. We will either win or die!"
The wolves present were furious.
Many of them were of mixed descent and suffered discrimination in Europe. Some even lived in sewers and had to worry about being hunted down and burned at the stake by religious fanatics.
No one wants to live that kind of life of wandering and relying on others anymore.
Someone choked up and said, "Chief, the night we arrived in Texas was the first peaceful night I ever slept. I don't want to live in exile anymore!"
Giuliano's expression was solemn. He patted his chest and said, "That's right. This road that seems to be a choice is actually a dead end. Is there any land in this world that is still ownerless?"
"Even if there is, if we retreat today, will we have to retreat again the next time the French come?"
"We have only one choice - to fight! For Texas, for the new wolf tribe!"
"For Texas, for the new wolf tribe, for our last home!"
The roars and howls of wolves seemed to be about to blow the roof off.
Giuliano, who was standing on the stage with his arms raised and roaring, suddenly fixed his sight on the figure standing in the last row of the wolf tribe, who was waving at him.
He rubbed his eyes subconsciously.