From Corsica to the Fourth Rome

"This is a cuirassier!"

The moment the cavalry rushed out of the woods, the soldiers who were trying to attack Lawrence stopped in panic.

They were gathered without weapons, and the only few muskets they had were still lying in the tent.

And if the heavily armed cuirassiers charged them, it would be easier to cut off their heads with a sharp saber than to cut wheat with a sickle.

Just the six horses in front of them, which are as tall as a person, are not something they can handle when they are running rampant in the crowd.

Some soldiers with sharp minds had already reacted and hurriedly knelt down and raised their hands. Others could not stop trembling all over and shrank back.

Fortunately, these cavalrymen only came to protect Lawrence and Trifari, and did not attack these soldiers. They just formed a circle to protect Lawrence and Trifalley, and at the same time raised their guns to frighten these soldiers who dared to offend.

"Fire."

Lawrence ordered while loading his pistol.

"They have given up resistance."

The leading cuirassier glanced at Lawrence, frowned and said.

"No, there must be blood today," Lawrence insisted.

"Please note, Major Bonaparte, we are here as friends of Major Trifalli and do not accept your command."

Lawrence sighed slightly, but admitted that the cavalryman was right.

So he personally stepped forward, raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the soldiers at the forefront. Under his panicked gaze, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was another gunshot, and the soldier fell down, and the back of his head hit the ground hard.

"Major, he has obviously given up resistance." The cavalryman frowned more tightly just now.

"His death is worth more to me than his lifetime." Lawrence said as he put away his pistol slowly.

The rest of the soldiers were completely frightened, and some of them had wet crotches. No one foolishly chose to run away. In front of these war horses, they could not run more than a few steps.

Not far away, several soldiers had brought buckets of water and poured them directly on the dying Kujin, but it was of no avail.

His pants had been completely stuck to his skin in the flames, and his exposed upper body was charred black, with no intact skin visible. Although his face was not on fire, it was already distorted by extreme pain.

Lawrence walked to Ku Jin and saw that his chest was still rising and falling slightly. He directly pulled out a short knife and inserted it into Ku Jin's chest, which was considered to relieve him.

"And you."

Lawrence inserted the bleeding blade back into his waist, looked at the people who had just rushed towards him, and said indifferently:

"If you openly attack the commander, I will execute you on the spot."

The soldiers' hearts suddenly trembled, and they felt chills running down their backs. However, Lawrence then said:

"However, for the sake of the military uniform you are wearing, I can spare your life, but"

Some smarter soldiers quickly knelt down and said quickly:

"Sir, just say, we can do anything!"

"Very good." Lawrence nodded, it was easier to talk to smart people:

"From today on, dozens of you will be required to be the front row in every battle, and dozens of you will be required to be the vanguard in a siege. Can you accept it?"

In line tactics, soldiers in the first row will undoubtedly be directly exposed to enemy fire, which also makes the casualty rate of soldiers in the front row high.

"Sir, can you not accept it?" Someone asked timidly.

Lawrence rolled his eyes at him and said directly:

"If you don't accept it, die now."

Having said this, these people did not dare to say anything anymore, so they had no choice but to nod and accept Lawrence's proposal. Lawrence also asked Lieutenant Settle to copy the list of these men, and ordered Major Trefarley to supervise every battle.

"As for you."

Lawrence turned to look at the other soldiers and asked sternly at their loose formation:

"Don't you even know that you need to stand in a square formation when gathering? Or are you deliberately trying to disobey me?"

The soldiers' hearts tightened and they screamed secretly. They watched Ku Jin being burned alive by Lawrence, watched one man be shot by Lawrence, and watched dozens of soldiers pushed to the front line by Lawrence. Who had the courage to disobey.

As Lawrence finished speaking, there was a burst of footsteps immediately below. In just a moment, everyone raised their heads and held their chests high, forming a neat square formation.

As the saying goes, one slap brings two dates. After establishing his prestige, Lawrence also knew that he should give these people some sweetness, otherwise under high pressure, today's humiliation would continue to happen.

With a look at Major Trifali, Lawrence motioned for him to notify the orderlies to bring the box over.

"I know what you are thinking at this moment."

Lawrence then looked at the soldiers below and said loudly:

"You all think that I am a devil, an executioner, and a cruel and unscrupulous officer. But you are wrong. To deal with my enemies, I will not hesitate to show my cruelty and terror; but to my brothers, I will Share wealth and glory with them without hesitation.”

Following Lawrence's encouraging words, the orderly brought up the box full of gold coins and placed it right in front of everyone where everyone could see it at Lawrence's signal.

The two large wooden boxes were more than one meter long and wide, half as tall as a person. They were filled with glittering gold coins, and even a lot of them almost spilled out during the moving process.

"Now that my enemies have been sent to God to repent, I have no need to show you cruelty and terror. If you have relatives living in Ajaccio, write and ask, Laurence Bonnet How Barbarian treated his brothers, how Laurence Bonaparte led his brothers to glory and wealth."

Lawrence raised his arms, clenched his fists on his chest, and shouted passionately:

"Those who are willing to follow me, I can make a covenant with you. As long as you dedicate your sincere loyalty to me, one year later, I will reward you with the wealth in front of you. I will make your name resound throughout Corsica and even the entire world." Sardinia. And those who do not want to follow me, I will let you go, for you will witness the glory of Laurence Bonaparte and his brothers."

As he spoke, Lawrence reached into the box full of gold coins and mixed a handful of them. He grabbed a handful of gold coins and let them fall from his fingers, making a jingling sound.

No one thought about the tragic death of Ku Jin anymore. The gold coins with dazzling golden light and pleasant sound in front of them were the most attractive things.

All the soldiers' eyes were wide open. They were originally recruited from gangsters, bandits and refugees. They had never seen so many coins piled together in their lives.

Some people even couldn't help but naively thought: "There must be all the gold coins in Corsica."

Seeing the enthusiastic eyes of the soldiers, Lawrence also knew that this play was effective, so he continued to shout:

"Now, it's your time to make a decision. Except for those who offended me just now, they must atone for their actions. If the rest of you don't want to follow me, you can just pack your bags and leave. I will come back here tomorrow. "

After saying that, Lawrence turned around, signaled the orderly to take the box away, and left the camp with Trifari and the cuirassiers, leaving all choices to the soldiers present.