Holding his longsword, Oleiman felt the sweat overflowing from his palms, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva all the way, as if he was draining his strength with every step.

He tried to maintain his graceful posture, but he became a little stiff because he was too nervous. Through his visor, he could feel some hatred and disdain in the curiosity from all directions.

"Hold the flag higher, I don't want to die in a place like this." As he walked forward, Oleeman reminded his attendant without looking back, "I can feel that someone is targeting me!" ”

The attendant officer who followed him was so frightened that his steps were confused, and he hurriedly raised the white flag in his hand higher. He shouted loudly as he walked, his voice a little sharp: "Don't shoot!" We're here to negotiate! Don't shoot! We're here to negotiate! ”

With that, they made their way to the trench dug by the Irlanhill soldiers, stared at the muzzles of the countless black holes aimed at them, and stopped in front of a company commander of the Irranhill grenadiers.

"I'm General O'Leeman! Temporary commander-in-chief of the defenses near Ludnall, I request to meet with your commander......" Trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, Oleeman opened his mouth and said word for word to the man in front of him.

It was really not easy for him to stand here, for hundreds of years, there had never been a high-ranking commander of the Magic Empire who had stood in front of a mortal and spoke so in such a low voice. It's a miracle that Oleeman can adjust his emotions.

You know, not everyone can suddenly recognize the reality and accept the cruel reality. Oleeman was once a very proud magician and commander, and even within the Holy Demon Empire, he was a respected high-ranking general.

But now, he could only stand here honestly, ready to surrender to a group of soldiers of the Mortal Empire.

What made him even more incredible was that he had not surrendered alone, he represented the entire city of Ludner behind him, the millions of inhabitants stationed here and at least 300,000 troops of all kinds.

Although the 300,000 army is somewhat watery, this number includes at least 100,000 civilians who have only recently been forcibly conscripted, as well as a firearms unit composed of almost another 100,000 ordinary civilians of the Holy Demon Empire, who are not very combat-effective.

Since the founding of the Magic Empire, there has never been a strange incident of leading an army of 300,000 to surrender to mortals. Even for a magician, surrendering to civilians is a disgrace.

So, even at this moment, Olightman felt ashamed. His heart was full of unwillingness and bitterness. But there was no way, he did not dare to show it, because ...... Mortals are now so strong that they are so strong that they terrify him.

"You're here to surrender?" The company commander of Alan Hill seemed to be paying attention to the white flag behind Oleeman. He looked at the white flag, and then at Eleman's face: "Just the two of you?" ”

"Ahem...... I'm here to negotiate...... Not to surrender......" Although he came to surrender, Oleiman was still unwilling to confess his humiliating decision in front of an enemy petty officer.

"Negotiations? Not a surrender? The company commander obviously didn't understand the reserve of the senior officers of the Magic Empire, he sneered, and then said, "Today is the deadline we have set, what are you doing if you don't surrender?" ”

He even wanted to turn around and walk back, but was stopped by Oleman's voice: "Wait! Wait a minute! We are here to talk about the terms of surrender! ”

Oleeman felt his heart pound with the bayonet hanging from the other man's waist, and he felt like a clown, performing all kinds of humiliating ways in front of the two armies.

It's all here, and if he is allowed to return in vain, then he will really cry to death. Now that he had taken the first step on the way here, Oleiman felt that his self-esteem and pride had been brutally shattered by reality.

"What are the conditions for surrender?" The company commander was stunned for a moment, and then frowned: "I said, do you want to surrender, or do you want to continue to fight us?" What's there to worry about in this kind of thing? ”

In the eyes of this company commander, the current Holy Demon Empire army, surrendering is already a matter of course, there is nothing to be ashamed of, the war has been lost, and there is no room for struggle, if you don't surrender, will you all go to die heroically?

Don't make trouble, it's not that there are no people who fight to the death, but it's definitely not the majority. Most people will choose to surrender and end the war with dignity!

You see, back then, after the Mortal Empire accepted the cruel reality and knew that it would never be able to defeat the Magic Empire, how happy were the monarchs of the various Mortal Empires kneeling? They didn't bargain, they just threw themselves on their knees.

They didn't just kneel, they knelt quickly and decently. They kneel straight, and they are very rhythmic......

Oleeman felt that he had been humiliated by his visit today, and he really wanted to walk up to the damn little officer opposite, reach out and grab the other man's collar, and then pick him up and grab him to his own approach, and tell him what is called a decent surrender!

Now he has a whole 300,000 troops and millions of civilians behind him! If the lives of these troops cannot be guaranteed, and the survival of these civilians who are already running out of food, then what is the point of his surrender?

Of course, all this must be negotiated face-to-face, and then the two sides will hold a handover ceremony, Oleiman will hand over his flag and armor, and the other party will allow him to keep his sword and enjoy the prisoner treatment that the nobles should have, this is surrender, okay?

He, Oleman, is also the city lord of Ludner, the archon of the Holy Demon Empire, and a high-ranking official second only to the archon! Don't lose face?

Even if he died, he couldn't surrender to a company commander in Iran Hill, and if it was rumored, he might as well die.

It's a pity that he can't say all this to this damn Iran Hill junior officer in front of him, who makes him disgusted. He came to negotiate, but he didn't come to negotiate with a company commander......

"We have a lot to discuss with your commanders, the resettlement of civilians, the safety of soldiers...... These are all things to talk about, so you'd better inform your commander and let him receive us. The man had to bow his head under the eaves, and O'Leeman had to be patient and come up with some decent reason to prevaricate. New 81 Chinese network updates the fastest Computer:/

Finally, his words made the other party feel a trace of truth. The company commander nodded, and turned sideways to get out of the way: "What you said has some truth, come with me, I'll take you to our battalion commander." ”

Hearing the rank of battalion commander, Oleiman almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, he had fought with Iran Hill for so long, of course he knew what a big official the battalion commander was.

Suddenly, Olightman felt the urge to cry, he felt that he must be busy today, and that it was pointless.

In a moment he would go to see a battalion commander in Iran Hill, then a regimental commander, and then a division commander, a corps commander, and finally a larger officer......

He had heard that his opponent was a famous general named Wilkes, and that he had withstood a day's onslaught of the Iran Hill army in Hanhai.

Olightman didn't understand why the general who had withstood the onslaught of Irlanhill's army and then surrendered after a day's onslaught had any qualifications to be called a famous general, and he didn't understand why he also surrendered to Irlanhill, who was now humiliated like this, while the other party had become a high-ranking official in Irlanhill.

For a moment, Oleeman even felt a little remorseful: if he surrendered earlier, more resolutely, and more actively, he could become the "consul" of the decent Elan Hill Magic Legion like this Wilkes in two years.

Glancing back at his squire holding the white flag, Oleeman dispelled the unrealistic illusions in his mind, sighed helplessly, and stepped forward on the gravel. ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese 網ωωω.χ~8.~1zщ.còм

Under the curious gaze of the Iran Hill soldiers, Oleeman stepped over the not-so-spacious trench, and also looked at the soldiers who were resting with weapons, cups of water or compressed biscuits.

The fortifications here are simple, as Elanhill's troops are on the offensive and they will most likely abandon this place in a few hours and continue their advance, so there is no need to set up a complete fortification.

Who made the Holy Demon Empire incapable of fighting back, unable to even hold its own line of defense for a long time? This is, perhaps, a sarcasm of the most pungent, of the adversary.

It was these mortals who looked a little sloppy, these mortals who were crookedly carrying backpacks and grenades, squatting on the ground covered in dust, and even had gunsmoke and black mud on their faces, that forced the Holy Demon Empire to this point.

Step by step, Oleman walked forward, past mortar positions, past howitzer positions, past ammunition supply trucks and anti-aircraft artillery. Then he saw the Katyusha rocket launcher, the huge 203-mm howitzer, and the Hawk anti-aircraft missile......

Along the way, he couldn't even remember how many people had changed around him. At first he was accompanied by a company commander, then a battalion commander, then a regiment commander, and then a division commander.

Eventually, he met a high-ranking general who claimed to be a military commander and walked into a tent with a map and a pile of papers, more like the office where a civilian official was.

"Welcome, General Olightman! I'm the military commander here, you can ...... "The other party is mild-mannered, and he can't tell at all that he is the commander of the 3rd Panzer Corps, the main force of Iran Hill."

Along the way, Oleeman, who had lost some things earlier, did not hesitate or pause this time, and said his purpose fluently, without the slightest arrogance: "I am here to surrender, Your Excellency General!" ”

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