Naturally, the Earl saw these movements of Cody clearly.

But he is a professional actor, so naturally he will not easily miss it.

The Earl secretly grabbed a dagger in his sleeve, but there was no concern on his face, he just glanced up and down at Cody, and said, "Don't you plan to go back? ”

He slowly adjusted his body to a point where he could observe Kodi's movements from the corner of his eye, but not as far as he was facing him, coughed lightly, and then shouted at the top of his throat

"Offensive formation! Lift the shield wall to Lao Tzu!"

The soldiers had just been scolded, and naturally they did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and after hearing the earl's order, they immediately raised their weapons and began to run.

At this moment, Cody's eyes became more and more chaotic.

He had never seen more than three hundred troops, but now the count's army was five hundred, and now they were all running around, and the number was even more numerous.

Looking at the soldiers who looked a little uneasy, Cody's legs trembled more and more uncontrollably.

Eventually, under the Count's contemptuous gaze, he fled as if he were flying.

The Earl and a few of his guards followed Kody up the hill, and if Kodi looked back, they would pretend to be surveying the terrain, but the whole time, Kodi didn't dare to look back, just ran to the wooden house in the center of the tribe.

Eventually, his figure disappeared from the sight of the crowd, and only a messy line of footprints and a rope that had just been cut could prove that there had been a captured messenger here, but it was long gone.

The Count dropped the dagger in his sleeve, but the expression on his face became more and more serious.

The guards standing aside wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and rubbed their hands that were red from excessive nervousness.

"My lord, our boys are almost ready, do you want to fight or not?"

The Count straightened his armor and asked rhetorically

"Guards, how many troops do you think we have?

"Five hundred, my lord. Under your reprimand, the boys have worked hard, and now the shield wall is about to be lined up. ”

Behind the Count, the faces of the soldiers showed the same look of pride.

In only two quarters of an hour, five hundred people have been efficiently organized, which is not a miracle.

However, the count's face did not show the slightest expression of pleasure at this moment, and he scolded:

"Joke! We have at least a thousand people, how can we put the battle formation in order in such a short time? Why don't we go and line up for me, and I will check it myself later, but all the soldiers who are not neat enough to stand and go against the honor of the empire will be beaten severely. ”

A few young soldiers wanted to say something to justify, but more veterans with military experience in the army scurried around with understanding.

This made the queue that had just stood in full shape look even more chaotic.

Looking at this situation, the earl's invective in the air became louder, but the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"Grand Commander!!

"Army!

Cody stumbled back to the way he looked at the tribe, which surprised many of the villagers. In their opinion, Cody can be regarded as a calculating "warrior", and he can make him panic like this, and I don't know where he suffered a big loss.

The few soldiers standing at the door of the wooden house didn't know whether they didn't react, or if they had already received instructions, and watched the messenger who spontaneously rushed into the chieftain's garrison step by step, and there was no hindrance.

But in any case, Cody's few inexplicable words exaggerated enough fear among the tribe.

In addition, on the hillside not far away, a large number of figures are constantly shaking, which further verifies this method.

A large number of soldiers dressed in sharp clothes made these Wiegand people a little panicked, and many soldiers who ran to the camp tent to prepare weapons, looking at the big Prussian soldiers who were pressing down like a mountain, and then looking back at the dozen or dozens of brothers around them, they couldn't help but feel a strong sense of powerlessness in their hearts, and even the movements of their hands slowed down by half a beat.

Even the most staunch "anti-Great Prusians" before could not help but shake violently when they observed such an imperial army.

After all, before seeing the enemy, opposing the enemy is just a mouthpiece, but when the enemy walks in front of him, if he maintains his previous attitude, he will lose his own life.

For these oppositionists, life is worth more than face.

But in any case, the first reaction of most of the tribe was to focus on the open space of the chief's cabin.

Men from six to fifty years of age were armed with serious spears and short blades, some with sharp axes and short spears, and many more had only a stick and a few sharpened stones in their hands.

The women, on the other hand, consciously stood on the periphery of the men. The sturdier of them also raised the tribe's homemade short bow, and although they were usually able to beat rabbits, they couldn't care about it so much at the moment.

Many more women had what little possessions they had, and they were covered with dried bacon and some grain wrapped in animal skins and linen.

If the men were unfortunately defeated, the supplies they had in their hands would be the only food they had for the winter.

In fact, winter is not a good season even for the rough and frosty Wiegand people, and in most cases, they prefer to stay in their own huts and watch over their own livestock, such as pigs and dogs. Instead of being wrapped in a few thin layers of animal skins and wandering around outside.

This is especially true when the most belligerent group has already shed their blood a few years ago.

Now is the season of early winter, and it has reached the point where they can freeze to death, and when it comes to the season of deep winter, even if these people starve to death, they will not be interested in staying at home.

And in the current season, a large number of men go out hunting, which is an extremely unusual phenomenon.

Well, the Grand Leader of this tribe is more inclined to flee than the two options of submission and resistance to the Great Prussians.

As one of the veterans who survived the First Northern Expedition, Savage's fear of the Great Pruss was only higher than that of the courier Kodi, who had just been intimidated.

The last war left a shadow on Savage so deeply that when he received the news of this Northern Expedition, his first reaction was to pack up the property of the tribe, take care of his belongings, and take this poor population with him to find a nest in the swamp in the north and spend the winter.

After all, as a rule of thumb, the Great Prius lost interest as long as they hid further north in the swamps. They were an agrarian civilization and had no interest in all areas where they could not be cultivated.

It's colder and the land is barren, but it's a place where you can stay away from these demons.

Although it is somewhat disgraceful that he can give birth to such a thought as a descendant of a chief, it is not very strange if you know more or less about his previous upbringing.

The Wiegand people were not united among themselves, preferring to annex their neighbors in addition to raiding the Great Prus in the south.

His father, Coffey Hall, was one of the objects to be annexed.

He wasn't a great warrior, but he was a capable man, not enough to lead the best of his tribe into battle, but enough to survive in this difficult northland.

The chiefs of the neighboring tribes allowed him to hold high positions in order to facilitate the union between the two tribes.

After much consideration, in order to avoid war and unnecessary bloodshed, his father agreed.

This is indeed more beneficial for the people between the two tribes. As the tribe grew larger, they had more warriors and resources at their disposal, and these things greatly increased their voice in the Wiegand tribe, so that they could claim more supplies.

But the exception was for his father.

At the beginning of the merger of the two tribes, his father and a group of roots were slaughtered. Only his mother did not stay to serve the new master because of her good birth, and he also survived because of his defects. But even so, he lost his noble surname, and changed from the son of a Wiegand man to an ordinary farmer and hunter.

And the inhabitants of his own tribe did not really get their rightful place in the new collective, but were more resilient than those of their own tribe in everything.

If it weren't for the fact that he ate more or less stronger than others when he was a child, and finally became a warrior in the tribe, it would be very difficult to survive if he didn't want to recover his family's tribe now.

Therefore, the so-called sending messengers to negotiate is nothing more than a necessary opportunity for the transfer of the tribe for Savage.

The battle with is lacking in courage. And with it, and spare yourself. In his eyes, his life and death are still secondary, and the key is his newly married wives and two daughters who can't run.

After almost experiencing the tragedy of extermination, he has a deep obsession with the reproduction of offspring, and it is precisely because of this that he can resist a lot of temptations.

He had already figured out that whatever the Great Pruss promised him, he would treat it as if he didn't know.

As long as the tribe could collect enough food to survive the winter, he would immediately go north, and he would never have anything to do with those people.

However, in the end, something he didn't expect happened.

Instead of having the effect he had hoped for, the messenger sent out brought back an army of large Pruss.

Savage lifted a clay-fired clay cup and slammed it down on the rain.

His other hand covered his cheek in pain.

He just didn't want to deal with it.

"Lord Commander!"

"There's no way, let's surrender!"

"The Great Pruss have brought too many troops, they will tear us all apart like a tidal wave!"

However, in front of him, his "messengers" kept whispering, reminding him of the fate he was about to face.

At this time, there was another exclamation outside the house.

"They're coming!"

"Great Prussians!"

The melodious sound of the horn resounded in an instant through the swamp, which was not silent in the first place.

The Earl, who was standing on the hillside, saw that the tribes in the valley below the mountain were slow to react, and finally reported the worst.

He completely exposed most of his troops to Wiegan Rao's sight, leaving only a few dozen men to form that kind of "continuous" chaos.

Of course, even he himself knows that as long as he really starts to do it later, this strategy will soon be exposed, and what awaits him can only be a bloody battle and dismissal.

Thinking of this, he could only continue to pin his hopes on the messenger who had been released.

Eventually, the wooden door of the longhouse opened. In the sight of Wiegand and Big Prus, two men stepped out.

Savage had a dejected look on his face.

In the final moment, he ended up passive.

It is better for him to die alone than for everyone to bury him.

Thinking of this, he made an ugly smile at the tribal warriors in front of him.

"Let's surrender. The Great Prussians are menacing, we are too few in number, and we are not opponents. ”

The people of the tribe all showed a feeling of being unburdened, and they looked up at the menacing enemy army on the hillside, but there was a sense of peace in their hearts.

How much pressure this force once put on him, now these soldiers can bring greater safety and happiness to the inhabitants of these tribes

They looked at their Commander, and no one blamed him, and everyone felt that the Commander had made a wise decision.

In the expectant eyes of the crowd, Savage set out on the path to climb the hill.

An indescribable bitterness rose in his mouth.

If his memory was not bad, although the tribe that annexed them was not as strong as the Great Pruus, there were a few rebellious elders in the tribe.

All the shadows of the past seemed to have become transparent at this moment, and the doubts that haunted him in the past dissipated cleanly.

It seems that there is a leader among the great Prussians, right?

Although he didn't ride a horse, his iron helmet still reflected the color of the sun.

Yes, this is their knight, maybe they just sent such a man to take his life.

Savage thought to himself.

He knew that he was about to face a catastrophe, but his body, which was originally a little curled, was a little straighter at this time.

"Knights from Prussia the Great, you have won, I surrender to you, we can accept the fate of being your vassals, and sacrifice all our wealth, I only hope that you will let us live. ”

"Is it possible?"

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