In the era of flying warships, the large-scale military occupation of enemy territory by the Norman army no longer adopted the traditional model of setting up checkpoints everywhere and garrisoning everywhere, but instead concentrated troops in military key areas to control non-garrison areas. It was mainly carried out by appointing local people as political officials and tempting local people to provide intelligence. Once resistance activities are discovered, ground mobile troops or flying warships will be quickly dispatched to suppress them. This military occupation model saved a large amount of troops for the Normans and reduced the chance of being attacked, but provided a broad space for survival and activity for the guerrilla warfare of the resisters!

In the Federal State of Lorraine, two-thirds of the area is mountainous terrain, and one-third are basins and river valleys with relatively flat terrain. In the mountainous areas, the Norman army chose four towns, Slien, Barre, Warrens and Somsonas, to station troops. In the last battle, the Normans established military strongholds in Slien and Bare, but ignored Wallens and Somsonas. More than 20 years later, Slien and Bare are still important military sites, and the entry of Norman army is no suspense. Warrens established the largest thermal power station in the Lorraine area, and the scale of the metallurgical industry has further expanded. Somsonas has become the largest military production base in the Lorraine area in recent years, and it is not surprising that they were targeted by the Normans.

Warrens is located in the Sans Valley, about 300 miles north of Somsonas. It is one of the few river port towns in the Lorraine region. The coal mines mined in the upper reaches of the Sans River arrive here by water, providing cheap and stable raw materials for metallurgical enterprises and thermal power plants.

Weiss and the "Lorraine Guerrilla Warriors" fought a beautiful chain of ambush near Slien. Although the Norman warships wandered around the Lorraine mountains every day, this clean and neat combat method and destructive combat effectiveness forced the Normans to take a more cautious attitude in the use of ground troops - without warship cover or less than one battalion of troops, they did not dare to move in the mountains outside the stronghold.

In guerrilla warfare, it is skillful and patient. After the "incidence", Weiss led the "Lorraine Guerrilla Warriors" to lie dormant for more than a week. After that, they began to reconnaise the Norman army's garrison in Warrens. Through repeated and detailed reconnaissance and inquiries, it was confirmed that the Norman army had dispatched a regiment of troops here, with two thousand people, equipped with various military vehicles including armored vehicles, and reached the semi-mechanized level. In addition, since it was close to the Norman army's aviation base in Clevo, once a battle occurred, the Norman warship might arrive in about half an hour.

In addition to military and political influence, the attack on Wallens was basically not worth the loss.

The news of "Jianghu Bounty" was released at the tavern and teahouse in Warrens. Whether it is cheating or stealing, as long as the field artillery shells from the Norman army can be obtained, they will be purchased at a price of 1 pound of pure gold per round, and there is no upper and lower limit on the quantity.

Most of the Wallens residents' reactions to such a brainless task were laughed at, but the news spread and it naturally reached the ears of the Norman garrison. They tried to track the source of the news, but got nothing but to capture two brokers who were unaware of the inside story.

Soon, Weiss, who was in the secret stronghold, received a mysterious news from Warrens. Someone tried every means to get two boxes of 21pir caliber shells, each box of 3 rounds, and demanded to cash the gold of the "Jianghu Bounty".

This matter sounds like a classic martial arts scene that is elegant and free. It may be incredible to professional soldiers who receive regular military education, but driven by interests, it is not impossible for opponents fighting each other to discuss business in private.

The broker who contacted the outside line and the supply and demand parties who had never met finally agreed on the transaction time and location.

When it was dark and windy at night, people were rarely visited. An old man with white hair drove a carriage to the hills. The surrounding rocks were rugged and the vegetation was sparse. A little further away was a deserted castle with only broken walls and broken walls.

On the pile of carriages, there was a man in a cloak sitting, lowering his head, and it was difficult to judge his age and appearance without getting closer, but looking at his figure, he should be a strong man.

After the carriage stopped for a while, two men in black cloaks rode their horses from the direction of the ruins of the castle, silently, like ghosts walking out of hell.

When they came near, the sound of horse hooves walking through the mud gradually became clear.

The man in the carriage spoke, "Gentlemen, please don't go forward any more."

Hearing this thick male voice, two black cloaks stopped thirty feet away, and one of them asked: "Where is the goods?"

"Let me see the gold first," said the man on the carriage.

The two black cloaks looked at each other, and the tall one slowly took out two rectangular metal blocks from their pockets, and each hand was blocked, knocking them against each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The man in the carriage turned over and jumped to the ground, moved away the sacks piled on the top, moved one in a completely different posture, untied it, "dig" out of a pile of metal bottles, a shell that was about the same length as his arm, and turned to the two men in black.

"We have brought these goods with our heads. Don't think of cheating. At worst, we will die together!" When he said this, the man looked at the old man driving. The old man raised one hand and clearly pinched a pineapple in his hand.

The tall black cloak replied: "Gold cannot buy victory, but the shells can."

"You guys come here alone... get off the horse and walk over." The man asked.

The tall black cloak turned over and got off the horse, and walked slowly to the car: "All the shells are in the car?"

"Of course." said the man, "give us two horses, and the carriage belongs to you."

The black cloak was not right, and he handed one of the metal to the man.

The man put down the shells and took the metal block, and couldn't avoid biting them with his teeth.

The black cloak squatted down to check the shells, touched them a few times, and asked, "Where is the fuse?"

The man was stunned for a moment: "Isn't the fuse on it?"

The black cloak stood up and looked at the man with a cold look. Seeing that the man's blank and innocent eyes showed a little panic, he said, "This shell is loaded with a plug. Before using it, you must unplug the plug and put it in a fuze. This is useful."

The man quickly defended: "But this is the shell we got. There was nothing else in the box at that time, right! Old guy?"

The old man on the carriage also responded in a hurry: "No, absolutely nothing!"

"To ensure safety, the shells are of course transported and stored separately from the fuses." The black cloak turned around and walked to his companion. The two of them whispered a few words, then walked back to the side of the carriage, and said coldly: "There is no fuse, only half of the gold can be given."

"That won't work!" the man said hurriedly.

Black cape spreads out his palms: "Either accept the conditions or cancel the transaction."

How could the man be willing to hand over the heavy gold nuggets he got back? He gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision: "4 pounds of gold cannot be lost!"

This was a deal, but it was different from an ordinary deal. The black cloak obviously did not want to waste time on bargaining, so he immediately agreed to the other party's bargaining. After checking the remaining shells, he handed over the other three pieces of gold to the man, walked to the front of the carriage, and took the reins to leave.

"You have to give us the horses." The man said.

The black cloak said coldly: "If I were you, I would rather walk and leave, that would not attract attention."

Thinking about what the other party said makes sense, and the two black cloaks have been as cold as the dead since the showdown. The man exchanged glances with the old man, and after dividing the spoils on the spot, they quickly disappeared into the thick night.

The two black cloaks also exchanged glances with each other, and then drove a carriage and the other on horseback, heading towards the direction away from Wallens City.

On a moonless night, the clear night sky is dotted with a few stars. At that biting cold height, the three Norman warships seem to be randomly arranged in triangular formations. The propellers behind the ship used to drive the warship horizontal movement are at a standstill. The hot smoke comes out of the chimney and the faint sound of mechanical roars dissipate in this vast night sky...

The head warship had a fisheye observation room with a fisheye viewing room. Two Norman crew members were each using a high-power telescope to observe the situation below intently. Behind them, one was responsible for recording, one was responsible for contact, and one officer was in charge of the on-site. Every few minutes, the Norman officer would walk under the dim cabin lights, roll up his sleeves and look at his watch. After a long time, he walked behind the two observers and lowered his voice: "Half an hour has passed, pay close attention to the target area. Our flight altitude is too high, and the explosion light on the ground is weaker than the light of the matches hundreds of feet away. Don't omissions, so that the tragedy that happened outside Slien appeared under our noses."

The observer close to him responded: "Don't worry, sir, the light marks in Warrens City have been there, and our observation range will not deviate from the target area. It has been dark there, let alone explosions, we will not miss it even if someone fires a gun."

The impatient but confident Norman officer said: "There are two possibilities for no firefight. One is that the fish has no courage, and the other is that the fish has taken the bait. If it is the first type, then we will all be in vain this time; if it is the second type, there will be a good show next - the 'hunter' will follow the enemy's traces to find their nests, surround and launch an attack. At that time, we only need a little support to completely solve the trouble here and put precious flight combat power into the more important frontline. If it goes well, maybe we will put fireworks in the federal capital during the New Year!"

Both high-power telescopes were made of single tubes. The observer who was answering raised his head and moved his neck, changed his eyes and continued to observe, saying, "If the enemy's nest is far from the target area, wouldn't there be no battle before dawn?"

The Norman officer thought for a while: "If there is no movement within half an hour, we will adopt a two-person shift system and take turns monitoring the situation on the ground."

At this time, the recorder suggested: "Maybe we can make a small bet, just bet before dawn... the odds are the same, 1 or 2. How about it?"

The officer responded almost without thinking: "I bet two Jinmatis, there is no war tonight, will I take it?"

The recorder answered without much hesitation: "Check!"

The correspondent on the side shouted: "Ha, Dosera, I said you must have made a fortune in the last landing battle! Two Jinmati bets, you can accept it without thinking... OK! I also bet one Jinmati, there is no war tonight!"
Chapter completed!