Chapter 514： Apportionment and Bandit Suppression

With the cooperation of Mayor Kasinacheev, the French Empire naturally no longer need to waste the shells on the ironclads to deter the town, so the two ironclads returned to Kalamita Bay.

The troop carrier drove straight into the pier of Yevpatoria to dock, and the wooden stairs leading to the port pier were slowly lowered from the troop carrier.

Residents of the town ran to their roofs and balconies to watch the soldiers of the Zhuav regiment that were about to appear in the port. With the resounding sound of blowing from the troop carrier, the soldiers of the Juaff Battalion, dressed in blue and white traditional French army uniforms, were led up and down the wooden stairs by their tents.

The three battalions of 2,900 people took nearly an hour and a half to disembark. Looking at the group of elite soldiers in front of him, Mayor Kasinacheev couldn't help but feel grateful for his choice.

For a small town with more than 9,000 villagers and more than 100 militiamen (including several wounded soldiers who had previously retired from the battlefield), surrender was undoubtedly a wise choice.

Just when Kasinacheev was secretly rejoicing, the tall figure of Brigadier General McMahon appeared in front of them.

Upon seeing this, Kasinacheev hurriedly introduced himself: "Dear Commodore, I am Kasinacheev, the mayor of this town!"

"Mayor Kasinacheev, your town will be occupied by the French Empire from now on! I hope you can cooperate with our work, so as not to let both of us face down! I am straight, If others treat me well, I will treat others well too! If the positive and the negative..." Brigadier General McMahon sneered at the corner of his mouth and said bluntly Kasinacheev.

"Natural cooperation! Natural cooperation!" Mayor Kasinacheev nodded again and again.

After that, Mayor Kasinacheev introduced his son to Brigadier General McMahon and said, "Your Excellency, this is my son Nikolai Ivankov Kasinacheev, Now serve as the military commander of this town!"

"Your Excellency, Brigadier General, hello!" Ivankov said to Brigadier General McMahon, nodding and bowing.

After McMahon looked up and down Ivankov, he just said "en", then turned to ask Kasinacheev through the translator: "How many households are there in your town now?"

When Mayor Kasinacheev heard Brigadier General McMahon's words, he couldn't help his heart tighten, he knew that France's apportionment was coming.

When Kasinacheev was in the Russian Imperial Army, he had already heard about the apportionment of the French army.

Whenever the French army passed by, they exchanged their cheap tokens for all the goods they needed.

If the other party is unwilling to agree, then the church in the occupied area will be looted.

"Your Excellency, there are more than 9,000 families in our town!" Kasinacheev dared not hide anything to Brigadier General McMahon.

"More than 9,000 households? How many wealthy families are there?" Brigadier General McMahon asked again.

"About 1,000 people!" Kasinacheev responded to McMahon.

"Your town is really hidden!" McMahon looked at the small town of Kasinacheev in surprise.

"Because our town is close to the sea, the grains of the peninsula are processed here! Naturally, a large number of rich people gathered!" Kasinacheev answered truthfully.

"Very good! Then I'll just say it straight! Your town has a total of 9,000 people, each civilian needs to pay us 100 francs of ransom for the town, and every rich person pays 500 francs! That is to say, your town needs Give us 1.8 million francs!" Brigadier General McMahon said to Kasinacheev.

When the translator translated Brigadier General McMahon's words into Russian and told Kasinacheev to listen, Kasinacheev's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

1.8 million francs is not a small number for a small town of more than 9,000 people, it is simply killing them.

"Your Excellency, Brigadier General, can you be more lenient!" Kasinacheev begged Brigadier General McMahon: "This town really doesn't have so much money! A lot of money has been invested in this land!"

"This is not something I consider!" Brigadier General McMahon first shook his head, and then made a suggestion to Kasinacheev: "If you really have no money, you can also live a part of your life. Hand over the necessities to us as collateral!"

McMahon's speech made Kasinacheev more aware of the essence of the French army, which is no different from the army of the Russian Empire except that it does not kill and abuse at will.

It's just that when the Russian Empire looted, it was always a swarm. The looting of the French army was more civilized and orderly.

"Even so, we can't get it together in a short time!" Kasinacheev continued to cry to McMahon.

"Then what do you say? I can't let my soldiers return without success!" Brigadier General McMahon said to Kasinacheev in a stern tone: "Either you hand over the money yourself, or I will Led the army to loot from house to house! When I used the army, this is not what you have to pay!"

"I see! I'll collect 1.8 million francs as soon as possible." Kasinacheev finally succumbed.

At this moment, Ivankov, who was standing beside Kasinacheev, said, "Your Excellency, Brigadier General, I think you should **** the money of the real rich instead of looting the money of the poor!"

"Oh? There are richer people in this town?" Brigadier General McMahon looked at Ivankov with interest.

"Yes!" Ivankov said provocatively to Brigadier General McMahon with the courage he did not know where he came from: "It depends on whether you dare to do it!"

"Ivankov, how did you talk to His Excellency Brigadier General!" Mayor Kasinacheev hurriedly reprimanded the son of the series, and then apologized to Brigadier General McMahon: "Your Excellency Brigadier General, please don't take it to heart! "

"I have no voice!" McMahon said as usual, and then asked Ivankov again: "You tell me who is the richest here, why should I do it!"

"Your Excellency Brigadier General!" Ivankov straightened his body and spoke to Brigadier General McMahon: "Actually, the richest people on this peninsula are not us, but the Tatar bandits entrenched near our small town! "

"Why are they so rich?" Brigadier General McMahon demanded.

"Because they will rob the cargo! Four times out of 10 the cargo shipped to us from the inland will be robbed by them! Just think how much profit there can be!" Ivankov told Brigadier General McMahon.

"Then why don't you go to encircle and suppress it?" Brigadier General McMahon asked again.

"We are not their opponents!" Brigadier General McMahon responded in dismay to Ivankov: "Their equipment is much better than ours!"

"I think there should be a large number of regular troops on this island! Why haven't they been dispatched!" Brigadier General McMahon asked in confusion.

"Because those bandits will send part of the profits from the robbery to the Sevastopol fortress, so..." Ivankov explained the reason.

"It turned out to be a group of bandits with a background!" Brigadier General McMahon said to Ivankov with a smile.

"Yes!" Ivankov urged McMahon: "Your Excellency Brigadier General, if you can lead your troops to destroy this bandit, then all the property of the bandits will be your materials."

"If I beat them, then the spoils are ours. It doesn't have much to do with the town!" McMahon replied to Ivankov.

"Your Excellency Brigadier General!" Ivankov gritted his teeth and said to Brigadier General McMahon: "If I can take you to find the bandit's lair, I hope you can reduce the town's ransom by 1 million francs! I don't know about this transaction. Do you agree?"

"You are not qualified to make a deal with me!" Brigadier General McMahon said indifferently.

"I know I'm not qualified, but I hope Brigadier General you can be more generous!" Ivankov said to Brigadier General McMahon with a sincere expression.

McMahon thought for a long time, then took out his pocket watch. It was 5:42 in the afternoon, and the sun in the distance was gradually approaching the sea level. He opened his mouth and said, "I promise your terms!"

"Thank you so much!" Ivankov bowed to Brigadier General McMahon.

Early the next morning, a battalion of Zhuav, led by Brigadier General McMahon, set off at 6 am, trotting all the way to the foot of a highland 6 kilometers away from the town and stopped.

"Just... come here!" Ivankov said to McMahon, panting, pointing to the simple camp on the high ground.

McMahon, who was still unfazed after the long-distance raid, picked up the binoculars and looked at the camp on the high ground. Outside the camp, there were wooden fences and trenches that looked a bit like a military camp.

However, compared to the standardized layout of the barracks, there are still some that are too simple.

"It's interesting!" McMahon muttered to himself with a half-smile.

Under McMahon's order, a Zhuaff detachment sneaked around the ditch and entered the camp. When the bandits in charge of the night vigil found them, the Zhuaff soldiers had already cut their necks with daggers.

The Zhua team that silently killed the guards immediately opened the gate of the camp. Seeing this, McMahon on the high ground immediately ordered the battalion commander to lead two companies to kill it.

Then there were dozens of gunshots in the camp, and the French tricolor flag was hoisted over the camp.

"You can go up!" Brigadier General McMahon said dumbfounded Ivankov.

When Ivankov entered the camp, the scene in front of him made Ivankov almost spit out all the meals from last night. The corpses of the bandits in the entire camp were placed in front of Ivankov by the Zhuav camp. About 300 people.

"You killed the entire camp?" Ivankov asked McMahon in a trembling voice.

"Of course!" Brigadier General McMahon responded as usual: "These people are examples of daring to rebel against our French Empire!"

After dealing with all the bandits (ripping off all the previous things on them), UU read www.uukanshu. Brigadier General com McMahon counted his troops' casualties and achievements.

Except for the five soldiers who were slightly wounded, the entire force suffered no other casualties.

The materials and money they got, including flour, honey, fruit wine, and rubles, had a total value of more than 100,000 francs.

This is just a bandit den, there are dozens of bandit dens nearby.

If you clean it all, you will generate a lot more revenue than looting a small town.

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