According to the unwritten unspoken rules of the pan-continent, if the enemy who collides head-on is a nobleman, he will either be killed on the spot, or he will be captured and served with good food and drink, waiting for the other party to pay the ransom. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, the game of war is unpredictable, and if you don't become a god or sanctification, you may be surrounded and captured on the frontal battlefield, and no one thinks that if one day you are treated as a slave, you will be beaten and starved.

However, the French baron in front of him is different, the civilian background means that the family is weak, looking at the equipment on his body, he knows that this guy may not be able to pay the value of a baron - two million gold coins, after all, for the nobles from the civilian background, if you want to improve your strength and title as soon as possible, you must first work the equipment.

Therefore, Chamberlain directly threw out the bait of the solicitation, and he used it for the civilian powerhouse, without a little psychological burden, at least the bloodline was much purer than the nobles who were mixed with all kinds of miscellaneous beasts.

Chamberlain was about to wait for the other party's answer, when he heard two loud roars from the direction of the Blackwater Fjord, and two huge mushroom clouds rose into the air, obviously the effect of a half-mage regiment launching a large-scale offensive magic with all its might, and sure enough, Angelina quickly came to his side: "Two light cavalry brigades came, and the mage regiment was reimbursed by almost a third of the fire, and the rest was blocked by those hoplite regiments." ”

Karl, who had a scar on his face and blood on his face, licked his lips, walked to Chamberlain's side, nodded to the ground on one knee, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, let's charge again, two light cavalry brigades, as long as we charge the knights two charges, they can all be solved, and they will definitely not let one go." ”

Chamberlain waved his hand, and in an instant, his whole body shone with the brilliance of gold coins: "If you can't rush, why do you want to rush? The blood of the brothers, but it is very expensive, come on, give me an order, take advantage of the moment when the French are crushing and bewildering the whole team, the magic crystal artillery regiment will bombard me hard!"

Clapping his hands, Chamberlain glanced at Amur, who was still pressed to the ground and kneeling on his knees, and said leisurely: "Pour the most ammunition at the fastest speed, and in three minutes, I will reimburse the two light cavalry regiments by half!

A herald answered, got on his horse and ran out to give the order, and Chamberlain continued: "The light cavalry regiment has given me to start cruising around the periphery, and all the mages above the domain level will rise into the air, monitor the entire battlefield, and not let go of any enemy!"

Another herald promised to rush out to give the order, Karl's eyes flashed, and he wanted to suffer something, Chamberlain glanced at him: "Let the brothers rest, this is not a serious national war, the military department has not reported, no matter how many people are killed, there is a fart, not even a little meritorious, remember, mix with me, the problems that can be solved with money are first solved with money!"

A smell of a powerful capitalist came to his face, with the rancid smell of gold coins, but Karl, who was bathed in this breath, was moved, and said that the richer this rancid smell was, the better, and Amur, who was kneeling on the ground, twitched his whole body.

Chamberlain shook his head, walked over to the unlucky guy, and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Think about it yourself, and answer me when this battle is over." ”

After speaking, Chamberlain turned over and got on his horse: "Come a few people, come with me to have a look, the others will rest for a while, and you may have to clean up the battlefield later!"

So Karl followed with two eighteenth-level knights, Angelina stood in place and thought about it, and followed, Amur, who was kneeling on the ground, was also let go and stood up, except for the forbidden demon chains on his body to prevent him from escaping, he had basically recovered his freedom.

The earth-shattering sound of cannons sounded in Amur's ears, and he could easily distinguish the types of these cannons after a long period of battle--tactical-grade magic crystal cannons, with a magic energy strength of about eight levels, and a full number of thirty guns, and campaign-level magic crystal cannons, with a magic energy strength of eight levels, with a number of ten.

Although the cannons were fired in unison, he could easily hear the number of times the cannons were fired—at least ten times per cannon.

This is a real burning of money, dealing with two dissatisfied members, and also suffering a blow The morale of the lightly armed knights, there is no need for such a firepower density, in his impression, it is the abyss legion of the French Empire, and it is only when there are a large number of targets and a huge value, this level of attack can be used.

"Can you really do whatever you want if you have money?" Amur raised his head with a dull face, looked at the blue sky, took a deep breath of the air mixed with the smell of blood, and then gave an answer that made him feel helpless, but also took for granted-

"Yes, with money, you can really do whatever you want. ”

Chamberlain stood on a high slope and looked at the kneeling French soldiers below, all of whom raised their hands in a neat row, bared their armpits to soak up the sun, as long as they were not crippled or fatally wounded...... Well, in order to avoid misunderstanding among the Allied soldiers who were waiting to take the prisoners, they were still far away.

"The armpits of these French people are probably going to turn black soon. Chamberlain said with some viciousness, smiling at Angelina behind him, "for they are all going to tremble under my attack, and then beg to surrender to us in this position." ”

Angelina smiled and gently fiddled with his helmet: "It's good to have such ambitions, but ...... With your current strength, even if you really use soldiers like a god, you can't become the protagonist of the war, in the competition at the imperial level, there is no strength at the peak of the domain level, no matter how good your background is, no matter how talented you are, and how famous your reputation is, you will have a common name - supporting role. ”

Chamberlain grinned, and said in his heart, "Can't you save some face for me?"

So he craned his neck: "I just captured a Sanctuary knight alive. ”

"Your understanding and use of power is still too superficial, and it is nothing to smash a civilian-level domain-level powerhouse to death with gold coins, and when you set foot on the abyss battlefield, you will know that the advantage of equipment is not eternal. Angelina slowly closed her eyes and sighed softly, "Don't take this sentence to heart, if he had listened to me back then, I wouldn't be by your side now." ”

Chamberlain opened his mouth, of course he knew who Angelina was referring to and what he was, so he was a little speechless.

I saw Angelina stroke the staff in her hand, and then said: "After you go back, I will give you special training to improve your understanding of strength." ”