My British Empire

  Chapter 141 The torch is the sign

  By this time, Dio's eyes became more and more red and swollen, and there were even a few teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, looking extremely hurt.

   "My wife is still waiting for me to go back! Now it seems that there is no hope!"

   Major Dio's performance stunned everyone.

  Major Dio, who usually shows a serious face in the barracks, is now like a woman, crying, completely different from usual.

   But everyone thinks that Major Dio probably drank a lot of wine today, and some gaffes are inevitable.

   As a result, everyone looked at Major Dio with sympathetic eyes, and their faces were full of pity.

  But suddenly, there was a burst of crying from the crowd, which was very scary.

   "My son! I haven't been home for two years. In a few years, I'm afraid my son won't know me anymore!"

   Everyone's eyes shifted, and they saw a strong man with slanted eyes and a big nose sitting on the ground in the corner, howling loudly, wiping away tears from time to time, although no one saw a teardrop.

   Seeing the crowd gathered around him, he howled even louder, "Father! I'm afraid I won't be by your side to pray for you when you leave!"

   "The younger sister and younger brother in the family don't know if they are married or not?"

  The crowd watched for a while, maybe it was the effect of alcohol, or maybe it was empathy, most people's eyes were red and swollen, and the elders also shed tears.

   "Yes! My Matthew doesn't know how tall he is!" "My wife was still pregnant when she first came out, and now I don't know whether the baby is a boy or a girl!"...

  Everyone chatted with each other, and the atmosphere became more and more intense, and all of this was what Dio liked, and the result was as expected.

"Wow—" A young man who is not tall and looks a little thin suddenly burst into tears, "My new wife! If she stays here for five or six years, maybe she will have to talk to someone else." Ran!"

  In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to him, and their sympathetic eyes gathered on him.

   After feeling everyone's gaze, this one cried even louder.

  Dio felt that the time was just right, and it was his turn to act.

  Dio left his seat and walked in front of the crowd. Immediately, everyone focused on him again.

   "Everyone, I can understand your feelings, so I decided to take refuge in our real King of France—His Majesty Edward VI!"

  As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the tent became condensed, and the weeping thin officer also stopped, casting doubtful eyes on Dio.

  He felt that there were doubts, puzzlements, and anger in the eyes of everyone at this time, but he stood upright as usual and stood still.

   "Everyone, are you willing to spend five or six years in Scotland, a place where birds don't shit?"

   "Don't you think about your elderly parents? Don't you think about your children who are waiting to be fed? Don't you think about your young wife?"

  Dio's series of questions went straight to everyone's hearts, making them want to speak, but they were speechless.

   "So, everyone, come to England with me! His Majesty the King promised us that as long as everyone goes to England, he will send someone to France to bring your family over!"

   After saying this, Dio felt that everyone's resistance had softened a lot, and the possibility of accepting the conditions increased greatly.

   "And, as long as you go to England, each of you can get dozens of acres of land, and you can get fifty pounds per person!"

   After saying this, almost everyone below panted heavily, and stared at Dio, a little in disbelief.

  As middle-level officers of the French army, they all came from bad backgrounds. They were either civilians or businessmen. Their family conditions were not very good, otherwise they would not have joined the army.

  Dozens of acres of land and fifty pounds, these are almost impossible for them to obtain in their entire lives, but now they are in front of them, a fortune that cannot be hard won.

  At this moment, Boris, who was covered in blood, came in with his personal guards. He glanced at everyone with sharp eyes, and then bent over to Dio and said, "Master, those dozen people are all gone!"

  Boris said it easily, and Dio nodded slightly to express his approval, but the hearts of many officers below trembled.

  Especially Boris and the others were covered in blood and looked murderous. They didn't know what the tent next door looked like at the moment.

   "Your Excellency, Major, you are currently the leader of our expeditionary force. You can do whatever you say, and we will listen to you!"

   Soon, someone with sharp eyesight saw the current situation and echoed loudly.

   "Yes, I listen to you!" "You can just tell me!"...

   It is not a fool who can become an officer. With the first one, the rest of them scrambled to agree with Dio.

   "Okay, since everyone is willing to listen to me, then I will take everyone to make a fortune!"

   As he spoke, Dio patted the table and spoke righteously, looking majestic.

At this moment, Dio has nothing to worry about. As long as these officers support him, the French army of more than a thousand people is within his grasp, and the baron he longs for is no longer out of reach. up.

  As for ordinary French soldiers? No one cared about their feelings, as long as the officers reached an agreement, they would naturally follow suit.

   At this time, at 6 pm on May 5th, in order to accomplish this goal, Earl Wellington directly led a thousand people under him to Edinburgh.

   Along the way, he hid in Tibet, hiding from those Scottish soldiers, but he took a lot of detours and slept in the open.

  Huntington is in the hands of England, so the distance of more than 100 miles from it to Edinburgh is a smooth road, even if the Scottish patrols are dense, they will sometimes miss it.

  On a small steep **** five miles outside Edinburgh, the Earl of Wellington and a thousand cavalry were standing there motionless.

   Cooper is here too. After getting accurate information, he rushed to Huntington non-stop, and accompanied the army to Edinburgh non-stop, exhausted all over.

   "Your Excellency, we agreed on eight o'clock in the evening, with a torch as the sign."

   Cooper bit the hard black bread with his teeth, and said to Earl Wilson next to him.

   "Well! I know!" Earl Wellington didn't say much, obviously he was too tired.

  Staying around seven o'clock, the Earl of Wellington assembled his troops and headed towards the walls of Edinburgh.

  At this time, Major Dio asked the defenders to open the door under the pretext of an urgent matter at night. Under pressure, the defenders slowly opened the drawbridge.

  The hundreds behind Major Dio rushed forward. After a short handover, Major Dio took control of the city gate.

  (end of this chapter)