Chapter 660 Flower Sea

Given the population of Kalaika, it is theoretically feasible to recruit 100,000 soldiers, but considering the organization of the Indian princely army at that time, these soldiers may not be able to be commanded in a unified manner.

And theory is only theory after all. The reality is that the troops left behind cannot cause much trouble to the Austrian army.

The black and gold flags, accompanied by the melodious "Military March", the neat queues slowly approached the enemy's position.

What is extremely inconsistent with the cruel war full of gunpowder, smoke and corpses is the unique lightness and poetry of Schubert's music.

(Schubert, an Austrian musician, is known as the "King of Songs". He is both the inheritor of the Vienna classical music tradition and the founder of Western European romantic music.

"Military March" is his work in 1822.)

Even if it is a bit weird, the senior officials in Vienna like this kind of flashy music, so this is also one of the marches commonly used by the Austrian army.

If the church's regiment fights alone, it usually uses religious music such as "Glory and Loyalty". After all, this thing can really greatly reduce the sense of guilt.

On the other hand, Austrian military music is too melodious, cheerful, and even a little cheerful, which makes people want to dance more than to beat people.

When I was studying Austrian military music before, I found that whether it was the "Military March" or the later "Radetzky March", it would not feel out of place at the dance party.

Every time I listen to it, I think of Uchiha Madara's sentence "Do you want to dance too?"

"Incense & Iron" is a later music, but Austria or Vienna is not short of musical talents.

Franz only needs to give the general tone and rhythm, and those musicians can quickly compose a lot of scores and perform them on the spot.

In fact, Franz also made a lot of music, but it is not suitable to be brought out at this time. For example, "The Mass".

Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty. David Sassoon couldn't help trembling all over when he saw the black and gold national flag. The incident of being locked up in the water dungeon and fed opium by Franz in Calcutta was still vivid in his mind.

Now that he met David Sassoon again, he couldn't help but piss and poop, but as an old sly man who had experienced many storms, he immediately told his family not to join the battle and to follow Kiran Vasjie closely.

As David Sassoon expected, the local king who had boasted before and made his youngest son excited was the first to escape.

The two groups reunited outside the city of Bhunpal, and both sides smiled tacitly.

"Your Majesty Kiran, when are you going to send us away?"

"Don't worry, I know what you are worried about. There is more than one port in Kalaika. I am the most trustworthy person. As long as the money is in place, I can send you away at any time."

However, before Kiran Vasjie finished speaking, the Austrian army that rushed out of Bhunpal rushed directly towards him.

This was far beyond Kiran Vasjie's expectations, because generally speaking, the Austrian pursuers would chase and kill the fleeing soldiers along the way, and would not suddenly rush to the nameless hill where he was. This is the so-called darkness under the lamp.

Just when Kiran Vasje was puzzled, he found a choking smoke rising from behind, which was the culprit that attracted the Austrian army.

But at this time, Kiran Vasje didn't care about so much. He asked his men to hold on while riding a fast horse to escape.

To say that Sassoon and his son were also ruthless, they directly pulled down the cavalry on the side and took the horse and fled. One of the cavalry didn't want to give up the horse, and was directly hit in the head by Victor Sassoon.

In the chaos, the people around didn't know what happened, only that a few people escaped the encirclement. However, Sassoon and his son were not professional cavalry and were quickly captured by the Austrian cavalry.

And Kiran Vasje was worthy of being a hero of the time. His loyal subordinates decided to continue to take the main road to attract the enemy and let them escape on the small road. In the end, he successfully escaped the pursuit of the cavalry.

At this time, it was dark. Kiran Vasje rode his horse through a sea of ​​flowers and smelled a strange fragrance. His physical strength was restored unconsciously.

Then, before Kiran Wasjie could feel happy, torches were lit around him.

This was the stage where he would finally bow out. Kiran Wasjie felt that the man holding the torches looked familiar.

That was right, it was his eldest brother's son, Huye Wasjie, the hidden danger Kiran Wasjie had been looking for.

"Uncle, how are you?"

Kiran Wasjie smiled in a casual manner, "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Then he suddenly raised his gun and shot, but Huye Wasjie was already blocked by two strong men holding huge shields.

Kiran Wasjie's old-fashioned single-shot pistol penetrated the seemingly heavy shield, but the round lead bullet had been severely deformed at this time and was just stuck on the strong man's armor.

After one shot, it is almost impossible to shoot again. The flintlock pistol used by Kiran Wasjie takes more than two minutes to load from primer to bullet, and the power and accuracy of this thing are completely incomparable to modern pistols. Even if he is given another chance, it is difficult to kill the opponent.

"Okay! You, a traitor, actually joined forces with foreigners to attack my country. You have lost the face of the Wasjie family! You are all Kalaika people. Can you bear to watch this bastard give our land to foreigners?"

Kiran Vasje is not a person who gives up easily. Even if his last attempt fails, he will still try to create miracles with his mouth.

It's just that these people are all carefully selected by Huye Vasje, and they all have sworn hatred for Kieran Vasje.

This kind of person is actually not difficult to find, after all, Kieran Wasj has really done nothing for so many years. By the way, Kalika is actually a slave country. Its main business, besides growing and selling opium, is selling its own citizens to Southeast Asia and Sri Lanka.

Although the British East India Company announced in 1843 that they had abolished slavery in India, in fact slavery in India still exists even today, let alone 1845.

"Kieran Wasj, you are the shameless thief. You not only took my father's life, but also his throne.

Now Shiva appears and asks the Austrians to travel thousands of miles to help me regain the throne.

Do you think your subordinates are really loyal to you? Their allegiance is nothing but the opium in your hands.

Look at your feet! "

Huye Vasje laughed.

Only then did Kiran Vasje realize that the sea of ​​flowers he had broken into was a poppy plantation.

"What do you want to do!?"

"This sea of ​​poppies is where you will be buried!" Huye Vasje laughed, and then ordered his men to start setting fire.

Kiran Vasje wanted to ride out of the sea of ​​fire, but when he saw the raging fire igniting around him, the horse's front hooves were raised high and he fell off the horse's back.

However, at this time, Kiran Vasje could not feel the pain. The smell of burning poppies entered his nasal cavity, making him feel intoxicated instead.

An Austrian journalist recorded the scene on camera as an Austrian official from Tranquiba walked up to Huje Vasje, who was laughing maniacally.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. Now perhaps we should talk about compensation."