Chapter 67: Strategic Retreat
"The old fox is the old fox, and his sense of smell is so keen! It's a pity, if we roast them together, the entire Manyu military leader will be left to us. McGee the Skullcrusher looked full of regret.
"Be content, make things happen in the sky, can have the current harvest, has been lucky, if Christopher's old fox also followed into the city, maybe the problem will be discovered in advance, when the time comes, we have a big fire, the hair has not burned to one, so that we have been busy for half a month in vain, and lose a lot of treasure in vain. β
These words are not words of comfort, but Sean's sincere words, and it is already an unexpected surprise to have such a big gain.
According to the original estimate, this fire can pit thousands of people into it, even if it is a great success, in Sean's opinion, this trap is really not very clever, the enemy dropped an empty city without firing a shot, which is a very strange and abnormal thing, and there are a bunch of valuable things in it, which is even more wrong.
Even some shrewd beasts will wonder if there is a trap, and the wood piled up in the city, although they have carefully concealed it, is too large and the time is short, and the level of concealment is really not worth mentioning.
is such a trap full of loopholes, and there are so many people stepping into it, should it be said that the people in this world are stupid and naΓ―ve, or are they stupid, and wealth covers their eyes and ignores the danger.
"Are those things really that valuable? They can't be eaten or used, and they deserve so many people to go crazy?"
McGee touched his big head, full of doubts, he couldn't understand this complicated world more and more, people outside the mountain liked gold and silver treasures, he could understand, those shiny things, he also liked them.
But those so-called antique calligraphy and paintings, it's a little confusing, calligraphy and painting classics are at least things that record knowledge, it is said that there are good things recorded on it, although he doesn't think the beauty is there, at least it can be understood, but antiques, tattered things, given to him in vain, he still thinks it's in the way in the house.
"Those things are worthless in the eyes of those who don't know the goods, like you, but in the eyes of those who know the goods, they are worth a lot, such as those lords and nobles outside the mountain. β
Sean smiled and said, "It depends on their respective values, there's no need to dwell on this, you change your thinking, what is worthless in your eyes, a small piece can be exchanged for a warehouse of grain, do you say it is worth it?"
"Ahh
"Not as many as you think, only a small part of them are genuine, and the rest are all high-quality imitations that we hurriedly made, and it is impossible to distinguish anything from those turtles, which are blind in the black light. β
Sean has to sigh that the people in this world are so foolish, and the workmanship is so inferior that the imitation products can't be seen, if you change the high imitation masters of the previous life, you won't all deceive them into poor eggs, which also proves one thing again - no culture, it's terrible.
"That's good, that's good, that's good!" McGee patted his chest.
"How many captives have you caught?" Sean and the others did not do anything about it, but only set up an oil bomb trap at the west gate, and the east gate facing Andes Mountain, which was very large, did not arrange any incendiary materials.
The nobles of the Manyu army in the Bastille were eventually driven in this direction by the fire, and were caught in the urns of the Legion of the Eternal Night and the Legion of the Skull-Crushers.
These people have long been burned by the fire, as long as they can escape from the fire and hell, the city walls will jump, where do they care about anything else, captured abounds.
Far fewer noble privates were burned in the Bastille than Christopher had imagined, and most of them became prisoners of the Legion of the Eternal Night.
"There are seven or eight thousand. McGee, the Skull-Crusher, said with a fluttering eyebrow, "There are a lot of viscounts and barons in it alone, and the biggest one is a hereditary earl, how big is the position of hereditary earl?"
"If it is a false hereditary earl, it is not worth much, at most it is a little more money than an ordinary poor ghost, if it is a hereditary earl with real power, it is worth a lot, and he has at least one county territory under his name. β
"How big is a county territory?"
"It's not big, it's only one or two hundred kilometers, half of the ancient river channel of the Jacob River, let's put it this way, the more popular self-redemption price in the Byron Alliance, a hereditary earl with real power is at least 100,000 Byron gold coins. β
"So big, so much money, is this one we caught a fictitious title or a real power?"
"Nonsense, of course it is real power, if it is a false title, where can we organize troops to recruit us? Since anyone who can lead troops is real power, not only the earl is valuable, but those viscounts and barons can be sold for a price, at least 10,000 Byron gold coins. β
McGee, the Skullcrusher, had golden eyes shining brightly, "These guys are simply made of gold, no, I'm going to look at him personally, those boys are all hairy, if we miss a little, our losses will be great." β
After saying that, McGee the Skullcrusher ran away in a hurry, forgetting even about his own business with Sean.
"The general's move is high. Ralph gave a thumbs up and exclaimed sincerely, "Who still mentions the killing of prisoners now, General McGee is the first to be anxious with him, but their family is afraid that they will not pay so much ransom, right? Their family, especially the heir, wish they were really buried in the fire? When the time comes, General McGee is only afraid that he will be disappointed!"
"If you measure their worth in money, your IQ is about the same as McGee's. β
Sean glanced at him and said, "People's eyes should be long-term, wait for two or three years, let's put them back without a penny, what do you think will be like with the Manyu military leader?"
"I see. Ralph made it a point, gave a thumbs up again, and praised again and again: "This trick is high, it's too high." β
"So, take care of them, this is our biggest gain this time, at least we can't let them die in the mountains, they will become a poisoned arrow in our hands, and after shooting it, the entire military leader will be in pain for a while. Sean let out a long breath, "This war, there won't be much change before the year, let's go according to the original plan!"
"No!" Ralph was quite happy, but his heel did not move, and he said a little unwillingly: "General, we really have to retreat a hundred kilometers? β
"What if you are unwilling? Are you really ready to fight with the other party here? Can you win the battle, let's not say, even if you win, what's the point? Everyone is dead, what's the use of guarding an open space?"
"I have analyzed this truth many times and it is very thorough. This 100 kilometers is a necessary strategic depth, not to mention that we don't have so many manpower and material resources in our hands, and we don't have so much to operate, even if we hold it in our hands, we will let it be barren and meaningless. β
"When we have the ability and need, we can take it back. Sean said earnestly, "You are the best among them, why are you so troublesome in understanding this truth?"
"It's not that I don't understand, it's just a pity that so much land has been taken back in vain, and now it has been actively discarded, there have been seven or eight villages that have moved over, and they don't listen to our dissuasion at all, let's retreat behind them now, isn't this a disaster for giving them to people outside the mountain in vain?"
"How big a bowl holds how much rice. Sean's expression at the moment was indescribably cold and hard, "Don't think of yourself as the savior of the Andes people because of a little merit, our own lives haven't been well yet, how can we take care of some irrelevant outsiders? β
Sean has long heard of the treacherous Andis mountain people around the Bastille, but he has never seen it, and this time he finally opened his eyes.
When the Legion of the Eternal Night fought and died with the Bastille, their shadows were nowhere to be seen, and when the Legion of the Eternal Night took down the Bastille, they ran faster than the rabbits one by one, and in the blink of an eye, they occupied the best cultivation area of hundreds of kilometers of the ancient river of Jacob.
If that's all it takes, it's not just them, the most hateful thing is that Sean and they are preparing to retreat strategically, vacating hundreds of kilometers of land as a strategic buffer zone with the Manyu Army, and when they kindly sent someone to inform them, they actually thought that this was the Eternal Night Legion's pit and deceived their land.
In one village, the people were even more arrogant, and directly killed two soldiers of the eternal night who delivered the letter, and hung outside the village to demonstrate, swearing their sovereignty.
Faced with such a situation, even the best-tempered person is angry.
The day after the incident, Sean personally led people to slaughter the village, leaving no chickens and dogs.
It doesn't matter if human nature is good or evil, this is a necessary means to continue to survive in the mountains.
If they don't, the fools will think that the Legion of the Eternal Night is easy to bully, and things like this will happen one after another, and for the sake of the safety of the soldiers of the Eternal Night, they must show their worst side from the beginning, and let them think about the consequences before provoking themselves.
It was also from this incident that Sean discovered that living his own small life and being a leader are completely different things.
At least my original set of being kind to others is not completely suitable.
Is McGee the Skullcrusher really that vicious by nature?
Not necessarily, at least during this time, Sean has never seen him show his murderous side, on the contrary, most of the time, he is still relatively easy to speak.
It is possible that the viciousness is deliberately shaped as a kind of shell to deter the unsuspecting and foolish.
"I know what to do. Ralph sighed in his heart, he couldn't live by his own sin, and even if he had the heart, he couldn't help them.
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