In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 733

c730 This is a great patriotic war

The group walked along the mountain road. Among the followers, except for the non-combatants who had their own duties, only Ladon was not present.

Ladon, who had not yet been elite, was of little use in this war, even though his basic attributes as a magic dragon far exceeded those of other followers. His huge body was simply a living target facing the enemy’s artillery fire.

“Who is it?”

“Stop, command!”

In front of the mountain pass, the guards holding guns looked at the newcomers vigilantly. Most of them had wolf ears and different fur colors, but some had almost no wolf characteristics at all, with only a tuft of gray hair on the tip of their ears.

Cherinina stepped forward, pointed at 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 us, but I haven’t seen her!”

“Sorry, I can’t let you and your companions in without a password.”

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 “tribe members” who were mixed-blood and not much different from ordinary people.

This gap is really too big. In his time, he was at most a reformist among the pure-blood faction.

Cherinina was about to explain when a surprised voice suddenly rang out from the wooden sentry tower.

Following that, a huge black shadow fell from the sky.

“Miss Nina?”

“Am I seeing right? Romulus, are you really Miss Nina?”

The centurion wearing a cowboy hat and a beard asked in disbelief: “And Ms. Prajna, Ms. Jeanna, Ms. Fringilla, Mr. Kurs, Mr. Hans, why are you here?”

Jeanna smiled and replied: “Centurion Leon, long time no see.”

Prajna nodded slightly: “Centurion Leon, how many years have passed since our last visit?”

Leon was full of excitement: “It’s been twenty years. The patriarch was still talking about this two 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 my father okay?”

…

Wolfe Castle.

Giuliano’s order was quickly passed on. In the dark, the centurions and elite cornermen who stayed in Wolf Castle gathered in the hall.

They looked at the old patriarch sitting there with a solemn expression, and couldn’t help asking anxiously.

“Chief, what’s going on?”

“Is it really not the local government of Louisiana that acted on its own?”

People were in a very depressed mood. In this era, the British Empire was like a mountain, pressing down on the heads of the nations. It occupied almost a quarter of the entire known world, and any small country could only tremble in front of it.

In fact, as a neighbor of the thirteen colonies, the Texas wolf tribe has 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, not just speculation, but also the information sent back by telegram from the spies sent by Texas to the thirteen colonies as evidence.

The wolf tribe in the Apennines already had an organizational structure similar to that of a gang, so they naturally would not ignore the importance of intelligence. In addition, the Apennine Peninsula was already a large immigrant population at this time, so it was easy for Texas to plant some nails 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 a group of armored warriors who have only appeared in the European war suddenly appeared among the lobster soldiers who were still equipped with smoothbore muskets?”

The equipment of the colonial army is often one level behind that of the European powers. On the one hand, there are no enemies of the same level around, and on the other hand, the size of the thirteen colonies is still too large compared to the British mainland.

Even if it is mainly based on plantation economy and mining, the thirteen colonies still have extremely good strength. In terms of economic size alone, the thirteen colonies are not inferior to ordinary powers.

In addition, the colonies also act as a pressure relief valve for the mainland. Many people who are dissatisfied with the country, losers in the power struggle, criminals, and the lower class are exiled here.

Once the military strength of the thirteen colonies is too strong, it will be a matter of course to fight another war of independence.

The last War of Independence ended with Washington being hanged on the gallows in Richmond, but that doesn’t mean we’ll be so lucky next time. In just a hundred years, the population of the Thirteen Colonies has expanded from more than two million to more than thirty million, and the territory has 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 the Cape Colony in South Africa is only a few hundred thousand, so it is certainly a difficult task to raise an army of 400,000.

In Texas, we can only hope that the British will not trust the colonial government.

Seeing a group of centurions and cornermen like eggplants hit by frost, Giuliano slapped the table hard: “Look at your appearance. Are you afraid of this when you hear that the enemy may be British?”

“We have 10,000 soldiers, 1,000 powerful hordes, 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!”

Giuliano’s majestic eyes swept over the crowd. Facing the world’s hegemon, it is human nature to be timid before fighting, but fear, compromise, and concession will only be exploited by jackals.

There are actually more than 10,000 wolf immigrants in Texas, but the remaining combat power is no longer classified as wolf, and is almost the same as ordinary people. This is also the cornerstone of the integration of Texas wolf and humans.

A few centurions hesitated to speak. The wolf tribe is not afraid of fighting. Even if they are mixed-blood, they are aggressive by nature.

But this is the paradise they spent 30 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 pressed it lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then said: “Thirty years ago, we first set foot on the land of Texas. At that time, it was still a poor and barren land, a lawless area that even the colonists thought was worthless.”

“Twenty years ago, we experienced the first test and defeated those old wolf tribes who claimed to have noble blood, proving that the Texas Wolf Tribe Federation is capable of sheltering the wanderers who came to Texas!”

“Now, a bigger test has come. We have two options. One is to give up the land we have worked hard for thirty years, give up the ordinary people we protect, give up our cattle, sheep, houses, and give up the land under our feet, which is regarded as a spiritual sustenance by wandering wolf tribes all over the world, and hand over Texas to others.”

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

“We will never agree. We would rather die than win!”

The wolves present were indignant.

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 by religious fanatics and put on the stake.

No one wanted to live a life of displacement and dependence on others.

Someone choked up and said, “Chief, the night I came to Texas was the first peaceful night I slept. I don’t want to live in exile anymore!”

Giuliano looked solemn, and he patted his chest, “Yes, this seemingly chosen road is a dead end. Is there any land in this world that is unowned?”

“Even if there is, if we retreat today, will we retreat the next time the French come?”

“We have only one choice – fight! For Texas, for the new wolf tribe!”

“For Texas, for the new wolf tribe, for our last home!”

The roar and the wolf roar seemed to overturn the roof.

Giuliano, who was standing on the stage and roaring with his arms raised, suddenly fixed his sight on the figure standing in the last row of the wolf tribe, waving at him.

He rubbed his eyes subconsciously.