On the horizon, however, there was a rare clear sky in the Northland, and the sun and stars fell on the shoulders of these soldiers and knights, shining their own light and heat on these mortals who lived in the land beneath its feet.

Although the soldiers could not deny this kind of slaughter, the style of the Sward knight did win the hearts of some generals who knew how to soldier.

They had to admit that only agile knights could detect that even in the south, where the Imperial Legions had already marched, there were still unmigrated tribe people......

These things are solid hidden dangers.

General Nonnor made a high-profile statement of support for the Sward Knight at a meeting of the army.

"We were walking towards a large net carefully woven by the Wiegand people, but General Sword's style gave us room to turn over, and like a giant with scissors in his hand, he cut the fishing net that lay on the shoulders of the Empire, and made an outstanding contribution to the cause of the Northern War......"

Even the great nobles who objected to this at first could only say: "General Sword has paid a lot of money, but it is indeed beneficial to the cause of the empire's war......"

Three days later, even the merchants began to openly support the actions of the Sward Knights, because the Weygan raids had diverted their hatred to the Imperial Legionnaires, and the supply line was much safer from yesterday to today.

Five days later, the Empire's legions were killed or wounded by the ambush numbering more than three hundred.

This is the result of repeated heightened vigilance throughout the army.

But these casualties are undoubtedly worth it.

The "Scissorhands" released by the Sward Knights have destroyed the strongholds of the ten Wiegand tribes in five days, and the population they have directly destroyed. It's even bigger than the harvest of the empire in the previous half month!

Of course, this was due to the proximity to the Wiegand stronghold, but even if it was removed, he still made a great achievement.

Based on the population of six or seven hundred people in a stronghold, the knights could be considered to have killed at least six or seven thousand Wiegand tribesmen.

And this was half of the total number of troops sent by the Great Prussians.

More than one-twentieth of the population of the North Sea Union.

According to the previous calculations, the Wiegand were able to mobilize tribal soldiers based on one-third of the population while actively defending the territory, while the knights destroyed an army of more than two thousand men.

In exchange for one-fortieth of the enemy's population for one-fortieth of the enemy's population, anyone who can settle accounts will understand who has the upper hand.

This not only greatly boosted the morale of the Great Pruss Legion, but also dealt a severe blow to the faces of the Wiegand chiefs.

In their initial strategic planning, they always had to take advantage of their terrain and win one or two battles, preferably surround the empire's legions, and then negotiate with their little emperor.

As for surrender, that's naturally something that needs to be considered in the end.

But now, as a week passes, they are not only broken with their initial strategic plan, but even some have lost the confidence to resist.

Even the most optimistic chieftain in the Zawiegand tribe was speechless.

If the previous Great Prussian cavalry, in the minds of these chiefs, was nothing more than a concept of the "tribal generals" of the Great Prussians.

Then the current cavalry of the Great Prus has become an embodiment of the "giant" in the swamp.

Yes, although the Wiegand people claim to be descendants of the gods, they also have something to fear, and in their religion there is something terrible from the ends of the world that will destroy them completely.

Therefore, they insisted on expanding their territory further south before the "end times" came.

This is not only their yearning for wealth and a warm land, but also the concept of escaping calamity.

But now, the tribesmen's sacrifices have unanimously changed their tune.

The end of the world is not farther north in us, but in the south where we go.

The previous "signs" were just some false information thrown out by the giants in order to satisfy their appetite.

And we should correct this mistake in time.

This couldn't help but make the people of the tribe begin to waver, in this difficult time, it seems that only these wizards who dance the gods can save them.

Not only the ordinary people of the tribe, but also the elders and even the chiefs of many tribes are performing a large number of various sacrifice ceremonies.

They stuffed the pockets of the wizards with what little possessions they had, and the wizards always had to come up with a solution.

Otherwise, if they don't wait for the iron hooves of the Great Pruss to trample over the tribes, these mud-legged people will take the lives of the wizards first.

Wizarding is indeed the most brain-wiggling class of all Wiegand people.

They remembered at this time one of the chiefs of the Hope Marsh.

When Edward first came to the North Sea Alliance, he didn't go empty-handed, but brought a lot of gifts.

Eventually, these gifts were given to the priests as the chiefs refused his request, and instead of being sent directly to the chiefs of the North Sea Alliance.

After all, teaming up with wizards is an "old tradition" of the Campbell family.

Thoreau coerced and lured the tribal priests into making a "correct prophecy" to induce the chiefs in the Hope swamp to go south in large numbers, and he still remembers the scene clearly.

Of course, after the war, as punishment for their misuse of prophetic powers, Edward deserved to have them executed, along with a few of the elders who had a second heart for Campbell in the tribe and had already told him to seize the handle, and cut off their heads.

And these heads were finally exchanged for Valuno's understanding, and they also got the Great Pruss goods that Thoreau had been dear to for a long time.

Moreover, in the course of these trades, Edward also had a deep understanding of what it meant to be "traded".

To put it simply, his father's previous idea of "enslaving a part of the Great Prussians and ordering them to produce the necessary products of the Great Prussia" was completely wrong.

Because even the native people of Greater Prouss have limited their ability to produce goods to a very small part, and this part even includes many products that they can produce by the Wiegand themselves.

The pottery, iron, and cloth that the Wiegand people really needed came more from what their merchants called "Abbasquia".

Although Edward didn't know what that meant, he could simply boil it down to "South".

From this simple incident, it can be seen that behind the Great Prussians there is definitely an extremely large empire, and the power of the Wiegand people alone can never completely defeat them.

He can only implement his plan step by step, in exchange for an advantage.

The first step in the plan was to unite all the armed forces in the Wiegand tribe.

Ever since the last meeting of the North Sea Alliance, he had fully understood the benefits of having more land and soldiers in his hands.

Following the example of the Great Prus, he rewarded some of his small tribes of several hundred men to loyal generals, granted him autonomy, and led soldiers based on his control of the tribe's population in his honor when war came.

And he himself only needs to master the soldiers of his headquarters who have a large population and enjoy the most benefits of commodity trade, and have the least dissenting feelings.

This is also the trick that he can mobilize more soldiers to go on expeditions.

Although he was not able to influence the short-lived tribal chieftains, he did win the favor of another major force among the Wiegand people.

That's the tribal sacrifice of the Wiegand people.

He fully understood the interests of the tribal priests.

As long as the big tent of the North Sea Alliance does not collapse, their interests will not be protected for a long time.

When the chiefs were in trouble and instead of praying to the gods for advice, they exchanged experiences with the rulers, and these traditional shamans lost their breeding ground.

In this case, they need someone to recognize their special status. Like their neighbors, the power of the Church was essentially interdependent on the power of the Emperor himself.

And Edward happened to be the best person in their hearts.

First of all, Edward himself did not come from the weegand family, which they hated, and the "queen of fame" in the eyes of the Wiegand people, but from a small family that was not well known.

This is destined that his ass will not sit in the same place with those famous butts who are married to each other.

If that wasn't enough to impress them, Edward's status as the "second son" would always satisfy them.

Even the Wiggans, who were called "barbarians", were very particular about the descent of their rulers, and the inheritance of an illegitimate son was lower than that of his brother.

If it weren't for the fact that Thoreau really didn't have a son, he Edward might never have been on the throne.

This will always be his stain, and in order to better rule the Wiegand tribe, he must help him spread his legitimacy as a "king" through these wizards who have wielded the power of the "oracle".

Finally, and most importantly, it was in Edward's body that they really saw the qualities of the "king".

As the most visionary of the Wiegand tribes, and as important inheritors of the Wiegand culture, they were told to surrender to the Great Prus, and they fully understood how heavy the price was, and perhaps in less than two generations, the Weegand people would leave the continent forever like those glorious and dissipated tribes.

They essentially have a vague idea of a unified state, and what prevents them from doing so is the tragic "reality" of the Wiegand tribes.

That is the inferior administrative ability and military level of the "chiefs".

To be honest, if it weren't for the contact with an advanced country like the Great Pruss Empire, with the current production capacity of the Wiegand people, it would have been completely impossible to establish a unified state.

Most of those who dare to try die on the road.

Members of the Wiegand family would usually divide the tribe into two, or even three or four parts, after their father's death, and give them to their different sons to inherit the property.

This is certainly a wisdom to put eggs in several baskets, but in practice it greatly reduces the chances of unification for the Wiegand people.

But what if it happens that Mingjun has only one son and inherits a large tribe?

He was also very unlucky, because after the initial expansion, even if he wanted to unify a swamp, he would still have to deal with an "intervention army" from several surrounding swamps.

And the source of these meddling armies is their complex in-law relationships.

In short, this foreign invasion did make them see an opportunity, especially this "candidate for the throne" in their eyes is also very sensible, and he gave them a generous gift?

Of course, the talent they favored didn't really have any special ideas, he was just an ordinary Wiegand man who had tasted the sweetness from his cooperation with the sacrifice.

If this revolt had lost, Edward would have done it again......

Use these sacrificial heads to exchange for peace.

Fortunately, these sacrifices did not perform true prophecy, otherwise they would have elected a slave to be the king, and they would not have introduced Edward, the little black wolf, into the sheepfold.

After the priests made an agreement in private, they began to prepare a grand "sacrifice ceremony".

The ceremony requires the husk of grain, the tail of a fat cow, and the scales of a crocodile...... And so on, it would be a hassle to list them in detail, but in short, it is the process of putting some of the food scraps they had eaten on a large boulder and then making the results of the language that had been discussed public.

Although this is absurd in itself, the ritual has value as long as there are believers.

One of the oldest priests slowly climbed to the top of the rough.

He looked at the dense clumps of branches above his head, leaving a trail of blood on his face.

The surrounding chiefs were naturally startled, and they all fell to their knees at a loss, thinking that divine punishment had come.

But the priests who learned the inside story quietly showed a look of disdain in their eyes.

A trick has been played for so many years, and he is not afraid to be exposed to others.

It was just a little bit of dog blood hidden in his hand and sprinkled in his face while everyone was looking up at him.

Then the ceremony moved on to the next step.

The "bad" sacrifice staggered up from the rough stone.

And at this time, he took the opportunity to pick up the sacrificial ox tail.

He beckoned weakly to Nocas, who was standing among the chiefs.

Nocas's face was filled with joy.

In everyone's envious eyes, he straightened up flutteringly and went to accept the "oracle".

Sure enough, he was the true chosen one, and Nocas thought that after this day, he would no longer be a puppet relying on his father, a little toy for the disabled, but a real leader of the North Sea Alliance.

But the moment he approached the rough, a thick ox's tail swept across his face.

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