In fact, I don't blame Lucius, or all the rebels who think so, there are many reasons.

In their eyes, Remlos Fort is just a small border town, asking for money and no money, and no one is the norm in these border towns, and the fourth prince was thrown here to be exiled by the royal family and the noble council.

In contrast, Crescent City, which was conquered with great difficulty, is more like the origin of the arquebus, with money and people, and large warehouse reserves, no matter how you look at it, it is more like the place of origin.

And the most important thing is that Murphy signed an exclusive agreement with the Crescent City Chamber of Commerce, and all the arms for foreign trade in Fort Remlos were sold to all parts of the North through the hands of the Crescent City Chamber of Commerce, which also gave the world the illusion that the arquebuses were all produced in Crescent City, and even many citizens of Crescent City felt the same way.

So when the "Leviathan" attacked the vanguard army, the flintlock pistols used did not surprise the rebels, but they were only purchased in small quantities from Crescent City, although the army was very nerve-wracking, angered Mongel, and sent Lucius to lead people to chase and kill, but it did not become any climate, and in the end it was inevitable to be crushed.

But the rebels never expected that when they stepped on the first mine in the minefield, the positions of the prey and the hunter had already been reversed.

There is no doubt that the army was crushed, the rebel soldiers lost their ability to fight, they just wanted to escape from that purgatory, the main general Munger was captured, more than 10,000 people were killed and wounded, and finally all the people who were barely alive also surrendered, and many people are afraid that they will have this shadow in their hearts for the rest of their lives.

In fact, when a large number of Tientas exploded, Lucius also saw the mushroom cloud and heard the explosion, but he didn't take it seriously, and thought that it was the high-level magic released by the fourth-level mages in the team.

"Alas, no matter what, it's a big deal to surrender! Anyway, I'm just a landless nobleman, and whether I surrender or not has no effect on myself, I just hope that my soldiers can survive." Lucius gritted his teeth and said in his heart.

"Friend, can you help us? We've been trapped here for two days, and my soldiers are starving, and we're all going to die here if we can't get out!"

Lucius, under the grateful gazes of the soldiers around him, appealed to Jim's team for help.

Jim heard the call for help from the person opposite, and his face was a little tangled.

To save? To save or not to save? This is the question.

If you save it, what if the enemy is pretending, so close, suddenly burst out and hurt people, and take advantage of the situation to destroy yourself?

If he didn't save people, Jim couldn't overcome the sense of justice in his heart, and the army in front of him didn't look like it was pretending, and it was difficult to pretend to be hungry and tired.

After much deliberation, Jim finally chose to save people.

"Shorthair, you go back and report to Chief Charles, and it's best to bring another team of men over to take over these prisoners of war. Jim turned to a small soldier next to him.

"Yes!"

The little soldier saluted, then turned and ran towards the rear barracks.

"Two rows, three rows, raise your guns and aim! One row take out water and food, come with me!"

Jim shouted, and all the soldiers in the second and third platoons raised their spears and aimed at the enemy unit not far away.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and Lucius's troops froze there when they saw that the people opposite them had raised their guns, and their faces showed frightened expressions, but they did not dare to move, for fear of detonating the mines under their feet.

However, the tension was eased when a platoon of warriors walked towards Lucius with water and food, and Lucius finally put his mind at ease.

"Everyone, be careful! Follow me! Don't step on a mine!" Jim shouted to the warriors behind him, carrying a large bottle of water and a basket of bread, before cautiously striding towards the opposite side.

"Take the third spring grass on the left as the boundary as the red line. Jim's mouth kept muttering.

This is what his battalion commander told him when he set off, and it is the red line for the "Leviathan" team members to lay mines, and if they go beyond this line, they will probably step on the mines.

"Stop it all!"

Ten meters away from the rebels, Jim reached out, clenched his fists, and asked everyone to stop.

Because when you reach the red line, it is easy to have an accident if you go any further.

"Can you still use vindictiveness?" Jim asked, looking up at the rebels on the other side.

There was silence among the rebels, and they all tried to use their fighting spirit, but only a few of them were able to show it.

"Some of them can barely do it, don't worry, we don't have any fighting power anymore. ”

Lucius looked at his soldiers, looked up and said to Jim.

"I'm not worried about you, I'm trying to get you to fight and catch what we've thrown at us!

Jim understood that the person on the other side had clearly misunderstood what he meant, and explained.

"Okay! There's still some fighting spirit to catch something, you can throw it!" Lucius replied as he understood what Jim meant.

Jim nodded, put the bottle in the box as well, and threw it at the opposite side.

"Catch it!"

The box spun in the air, and not a single piece of bread flew out.

A rebel soldier caught the flying basket with precision, swallowed frantically with a few people next to him, opened the water bottle and took a big sip, and then continued to fight with the bread.

"Don't rob it, there's still one here! Enough for you to eat!" shouted Jim when he saw that the rebel soldiers were almost fighting over this bread and causing a commotion.

One by one, the soldiers in a row threw their food and water in the opposite direction, and it was not until every rebel soldier had something to eat that the riot did not break out.

And Lucius, the captain of the rebels, is eating frantically at the moment, how can he have the leisure to manage his subordinates?

While the group of rebel soldiers was eating, the professional team of the barracks at the foot of the mountain had already arrived.

There were 230 men in total, of which 30 were professionally trained demining teams, and the remaining 200 were responsible for escorting the prisoners of war.

Unlike the previous prisoners of war escorted on the battlefield, these rebels trapped here are all knights above the first and second grades, which is extremely dangerous.

To this end, this professional team also brought a group of air ropes to tie them up while clearing mines for the locals, in case these enemies who were full of food and strength suddenly burst out and hurt people.

Of course, of course these rebels don't dare now, after all, they are still being pointed at by 300 guns, how dare they make any moves?

Helplessly, after clearing the mines, the rebel soldiers tied air ropes around their waists and were escorted back one by one in a line.