Hearing the news that Dicron had led the elite to kill, Acmetor smiled with relief, "You're the one who is waiting. ”

Although the two have never met, they have used the battlefield as a chess game and have been playing for so long, and the two sides have a deep understanding.

Just as Dicron knew that Acmeron would not let them go easily, Acmeron also knew that Dicron was not the kind of person who liked to hand over his fate to the enemy, and would inevitably keep a hand.

When the large army was transferred to the Bolton River to intercept the killing, there were still 10,000 elites left in the base camp, which was not numerically superior to the remnants of the slave rebel army, but Axmater thought that this was the best chance to completely defeat Dicron in the long time of the confrontation.

Because this time the other party has a reason to fight to the death.

Dicklon's real purpose was not necessarily himself, but to besiege Wei to save Zhao, and wanted to force him to mobilize the main force in the direction of the Bolton River to return by besieging him.

Akmaiser was not prepared to fight hard as the other party wished, relying on the existing forces in his hands.

Dicron vs Axmether.

This is the second round of a clash between two commanders who have made a name for themselves in recent years.

In the last round, due to many reasons such as time, place, and people, it ended in a fiasco for Dicklon.

This time, the two sides stood on the same starting line, and the strength was almost the same.

It's still Dicron who is the main attacker, and Acmeron is the main defender.

An offensive storm.

A guard is airtight.

One led the last essence of the slave rebel army, mainly composed of slave gladiators of the year, with extremely strong individual combat ability, and after so many years of life and death struggle, he learned to cooperate with the military formation.

One is the elite led by the Kingsley family, the luxury of the equipment, the best in the world, the only one who can wear plate armor, there is no other semicolon, they are mobile steel cans, and even the threat posed to them by the Andes longbow that uses armor-piercing arrows is minimal.

The war went to a red-hot heat from the very beginning.

It's a collision of flesh and steel.

Both sides did not give an inch, and there seemed to be a strong smell of blood between their lips and teeth.

This battle lasted for three days.

It was evenly divided, and no one could help anyone.

The iron canned army led by Akmesser is so strong in defense that even if they stand there and don't move, it will be very difficult to kill them, not to mention the remnants of the slave rebel army who are not one or two grades poorly equipped.

However, Dicklon's battlefield command ability is stronger than Acmether, the remnants of the entire slave rebel army are as flexible as an arm, he has already mastered the essence of strategy and tactics, making full use of the opponent's slow movement disadvantage, creating a local to fight more and less, little by little.

Three days later.

Dicron left behind more than two thousand corpses and withdrew silently.

Akmesser also paid almost the same price, looking at the other party's departing figure, helpless, his hands are now full of hoplites, there is no way to pursue, and he does not dare to pursue, who knows if the other party will take the opportunity to ambush them.

Axmer calculated everything, but he didn't calculate that Dicron was beyond imagination and failed to break the other party's teeth.

If you miss this opportunity, you will never have a chance to eat each other again.

For during the three days of their fierce battle, the families of the remnants of the slave rebel army had slipped out of the cracks, boarded ships upstream at the three forks, and were transported to the Andes Mountains.

Dicron is still some distance from the saint, his kindness is only to those he knows, and for those who are not familiar, he can only say sorry, he is not capable of taking care of so much.

The Bolton River and the wild forces led out by the Carthusian army were the targets of Akmeiser from beginning to end.

If Akmaiser abides by the agreement and opens the gap, everyone will be happy, and the Eternal Night Commander doesn't mind picking these people up together, anyway, their family has a big business, and it is not a problem to arrange tens of thousands of more people.

If Akmesser does not abide by the agreement, then they can only become cannon fodder to attract the main force of the other side, buying time for the remnants of the slave rebel army.

Dicron attacked Axmether's lair, encircling Wei to save Zhao was only one of the purposes, if it could succeed, it would be the best, if it could not succeed, it would also completely suppress them, and not give them a chance to react otherwise.

For this evacuation, the Eternal Night Commander can be said to have taken into account all aspects.

Akmer was a poor player in the end, but as Kelman had said, as soon as the remnants of the slave rebels left the Carthusian territory completely, he had completed his mission, albeit the worst of all.

The Eternal Night Commander did not deceive him on this point, and the remnants of the slave rebel army were evacuated completely, and as long as they could go, they took all of them with them, and went up the Jacob River, plunged headlong into the mountains, and never showed their faces again.

Not only did they leave, but they also took away the rebel forces that had entanglements with them, and those who were not entangled were also led out a lot by their herd mentality, and they were slaughtered by the Kingsley family army.

For a moment, the Carthusian military leader was in a state of cleanliness that had never been seen before.

After receiving the news, Grand Duke Buck, who was far away in Lingdu, happily said three good things in a row, and immediately sent a commendation order to give all the officers a generous reward.

As for the remnants of the slave rebel army being picked up by the Eternal Night Army, there is not a word about it.

The Eternal Night Lord's analysis was not wrong at all, and in the mind of Grand Duke Buck, the importance of the Swamp of Despair had overwhelmed everything.

As long as he could clear his territory as soon as possible and mobilize his army to the Swamp of Despair, he didn't care if Dicron lived or died.

As long as they obtain their own grain production land, they will enter the deep mountains and the dragon will return to the sea, and enter a completely different realm.

When the time comes, they will be the whole world, how can they care about the life or death of a slave rebel leader?

It can be said that this is a happy ending for all.

Whether it is the Eternal Night Leader, the remnants of the Slave Rebel Army, and the Kingsley family, they all got what they wanted.

The only thing that was damaged should be Akmeiser's face, after all, after encirclement and suppression for so long, it ended in this situation, which would be an indelible stain on his career as a general.

Soon the secret letter of the Grand Duke of Buck was delivered again, and this time it was extremely rewarding compared to the more and more harsh words of the past, calling it his own shield sword, his own guardian knight.

The explicit words made Axmeiser wonder if it was a letter written by Archduke Buck himself, but whether it was the seal, handwriting, or the special mark agreed on by the two in private, it proved that it was entirely from the same person.

Let a middle-aged man with an introverted temperament and never easily show his feelings write such a sensual letter by himself, which shows how excited he was at that time.

However, the focus of this letter is to re-analyze the importance of the Swamp of Despair to the Kingsley family, and ask Akmaiser to repair the army as soon as possible and rush to the border of the Swamp of Despair, ready at any time.

Although Axmesser understood the importance of the Swamp of Despair to the Kingsley family, and fully felt the urgency of Grand Duke Barker, he still suppressed his order.

did not immediately rush to the Swamp of Despair, but led a large army to sweep back and forth in the war zone, killing all the remaining rebels, and even throwing them into the mines.

In the eyes of rulers like the Kingsleys, those who tried to rebel against their rule were corrupt and not even qualified to become slaves again.

Because they are poison and plague, and throwing them into the mine will lead more miners to rebel against them, and the harm far outweighs the value they create.

The simplest and most effective way to deal with them is to leave them alone.

The old strongholds, regardless of whether there were people or no one, were all burned, and some valuable military points were left with a varying number of troops stationed.

This is a real way to eradicate the roots and prevent this from becoming a paradise for rebels again.

The remnants of the slave rebel army led by Dicron taught them a vivid lesson.

Minor illnesses accumulate and turn into monstrous disasters when the right opportunity arises.

If it weren't for the existence of so many rebels in the Carthusian army itself, the remnants of the slave rebel army led by Dicron alone would not have been able to stir up such a big storm at all.

Without Dicron and the remnants of the slave rebels as the main force, all that remained was the scattered stragglers, and when faced with the greatest institution of violence, the army, there was no room for resistance.

By the time Akmather had officially set out and headed for the Swamp of Despair, the summer had passed and the weather had turned cold.

After two scorching summers of natural evaporation, the water level in the Hopeless Swamp dropped to its lowest point ever, and nearly half of the water was completely depleted.

Many of the muddy fields have been dry and hard to a depth of several feet, and it may take years to completely restore them to dry ground, but it is enough for adults to run on them.

The crocodiles have lost their greatest dependence, and their ruling council of elders has been convened over and over again without reaching a consensus.

There are a lot of questions that make them struggle.

For example, what kind of attitude to treat the Eternal Night Commander.

It was obviously impossible to let them merge like this, not only the elders did not agree, but most of the crocodile people would not agree either.

In addition to the fact that the Eternal Night Leaders are a strange force to them, the most important thing is that they are strong enough to have strong enough strength in themselves, and they have deep confidence in the warriors of their own race, which are more than 100,000 soldiers who can fight.

The White Fangs of the Eternal Night Army want to eat their entire crocodile people, along with their homeland, why?

Just because they flexed their muscles in front of a few more prestigious elders?

That's wishful thinking.

But they didn't want to completely offend the Eternal Night Commander.

After all, the opponent's geographical advantage is too obvious, they can only fight themselves, but they have no way to counterattack.

What's even worse is that the other party has already prepared, and the fleet is terrifying, once it enters the Danube River, the crocodile tribes on both sides are within their attack range, and the farthest is only a week's voyage.

The Council of Elders deliberated for a long time, and the only solution given was to delay.

Always ambiguous about joining the Eternal Night Warlord, neither immediately nodding nor vetoing, some tribes have shown good intentions to them, whether real or false, such as opening up trade rights in some areas.

I don't know if the Eternal Night Army has been tricked, or if they have other plans.

Their ships never sailed out of the Death's Passages, and marched massively into the Swamp of Despair.

However, all kinds of merchant ships have begun to enter and exit, and there is a gradual increase in the trend.

The Warlords of the Eternal Night and the Swamp of Despair are not the war crocodile skins they are known for.

Although war crocodile skins have many advantages such as unique patterns, new and new uses, softer and more flexible, but their relatively small production and difficult treatment methods are destined to be relatively rare luxuries, and they will only become auxiliary items for the noblewomen of the royal capital Valesta to show off their wealth.

The product initially positioned between the two sides was a unique herb in the swamp of despair.

The crocodile people have been closed for too long, and business travel is scarce, and they have long developed the custom of self-sufficiency, and even if there is trade, it is only limited to local trade between a few towns and villages, exchanging necessities for survival.

Foreign trade products are really scarce, and the only thing that can be kept an eye on is the product, which is originally a specialty of the Desperate Swamp.

It's a pity that many years ago, Sean got the seeds, and even the selection and cultivation were complete, and he had already promoted the planting on a large scale, and in terms of scale and variety, it was several points better than the Swamp of Despair.

After all, the environment before the Swamp of Despair was not a great environment for them to grow.

Soon, however, Sean discovers another treasure in the Swamp of Despair - the tea tree.

Sean had a habit of drinking tea in his previous life, and of course, he was not the kind of high-class tea drinker who could taste the nuances of various teas.

He used it more as a daily commodity, reminding himself not to forget to drink more water after busy work, and over time, he developed a habit.

This habit was brought to this world, unfortunately, due to the lack of the Han nation, the tea Wenhua of this world has not yet been produced, and he has not seen plants similar to tea trees, and the tea he drinks now is a pseudo-tea made of flowers and plants, even so, it is still very popular on the side of the Odin orcs.

Sean is bent on finding tea, and in addition to satisfying his appetite, he also sees potential huge benefits in it.

Sean was well aware of the popularity of tea among nomads, which was once an important part of the nomadic trade in Chinese history, once compared to salt.

This happens because they supplement the relatively simple diet of nomads, allowing them to take in some trace elements that they rarely consume, and are good for digestion, reduce some potential diseases, and make the body more robust.

It is possible to survive without it now, and once you get used to it, you will inevitably become an indispensable part of it.

The trade system between the Eternal Night Warlords and the Orcs of Odin has always lacked a finale product.

Salt doesn't count.

The Eternal Night Army Leader does not produce salt itself, they themselves use high-priced salt from the Manyu Army Leader, and they go around and around from the northern fortress into the Odin steppe, and the light mountain road has to walk hundreds of kilometers.

Now, even if part of it is saved because of the re-flow of the Jacob River, the 200 kilometers from the Jacob River to the northern fortress have greatly increased the transportation cost.

When it is transported to the Odin steppe, even if it is sold at a super high price, the Eternal Night Army Leader will not make much profit from it.

On the contrary, it is to some extent working for Angel Banna.

Having your own special product is king.

Unexpectedly, I went around and found a breakthrough in the crocodile people.

The crocodile people already have the habit of drinking tea, although their way of making tea is really flattering, but they already have a relatively perfect tea-making process and a small area of tea planting, which saves a lot of effort from the Eternal Night military leader.