Yesterday it snowed in Hangzhou, it was super large, and I urinated suddenly, I was not mentally prepared for it, you started to snow, it was only the beginning of December, and you were ready to let me live the next few days when I was afraid of the cold.

By the way, my editor-in-charge gave me a new book recommendation, and I was very surprised here, because my book didn't even have 70,000 words, so to speak, it could be said that even the beginning had not been written, and the editor-in-charge helped me get a small recommendation, which really didn't know what to say, and I couldn't express my inner feelings in words, so I could only thank him in pale words.

"Sam, you did a great job today, and I am very happy with your performance on the battlefield."

In Grus's camp, Sam knelt respectfully in front of the idol. If anyone else had walked into the tent at this time, they would have been surprised to find that the apparently stone statue in front of Sam was actually speaking.

Hearing the gods he believed in praise of him made Sam look terrified, but then he was extremely excited, because these few times when his lord came to him and praised himself, he never forgot to give himself a reward to make himself stronger again.

Because of the increase in his own strength, Sam tasted a taste that he had never tasted before, originally because of the weakness of his own tribe, in the Saxon coalition army, he could only swallow his anger, how could he be like now, wherever he went, the eyes of people from other tribes looked at him, full of flattery and fear, and all because of the power given to him by his true god.

"Lord, to be able to satisfy you is my greatest compliment to me." Sam, who is an old man, naturally knows that he must not show a trace of pride at this time.

Charles saw Sam's expression through the idol, but he didn't care about it, because Sam was not important in his heart, and he praised him so much and gave him strength, just to better manipulate the Saxons and complete his plan.

"Sam, don't be proud, I'm going to watch you in the clouds, and then keep working hard, give me a more wonderful show, and spread my prestige to the edge of the world here."

Sam's eyes suddenly flickered, and when he reacted, he suddenly found himself surrounded by a bunch of weapons that were obviously the same style as the big axe that his Lord had given him yesterday, and Sam felt an aura that was the same as the power in his body. Sam was only slightly stunned, and knew that this was a weapon given to him by the true god he believed in, and to arm his men would greatly enhance the strength of his subordinates.

"Sam, I've never been stingy with those who have behaved well with my men, so go and fight your way to the battlefield, and when you're bathed in the blood of your enemies, you'll grow stronger."

Charles's last words slowly faded into the tent, but the meaning of them thrilled Sam's heart, and he was not stupid enough to hear the meaning of his own god, who loved to see his followers slaughtered, and would give those who would not be petty in reward.

Sam's eyes flashed with a glint of blood that he didn't even notice, and his soul was completely unaware of the fact that his thoughts were beginning to become radical and inhuman. After listening to Charles's words, his first reaction was how to please his own god, rather than wondering why the god he believed in had no taste of sacredness at all.

Of course, people who will believe in evil gods and demons will not think the same as ordinary people, otherwise they will definitely not do miserable things just to please their gods, and then gain power.

Not to mention people like Sam, who have even had their souls completely pinched in Charles' hands, who thought they had made decisions in their hearts, but in fact they had been completely influenced by Charles and decided according to his wishes. When they think about things, they don't put themselves in the most important position at all, and they always think about Charles first before it is their turn.

Of course, the devout followers of the True God are actually similar to Sam, but the difference is that they are voluntary, and Sam is willing when they think they are willing.

While Charles was secretly manipulating Sam and them through the idols, the war between the Kingdom of Great Britain and the Saxons was developing exactly according to Charles's plan.

When he lost the battle with the Kingdom of Great Britain in the frontal battlefield, in fact, Coles was already riding a tiger, and he had been the leader of the Saxon coalition for many years, and he had seized too many interests of other Saxon tribes, which led to the fact that one day if he fell into Pingyang, it was inevitable that he would be bullied by dogs.

So he had to look for an opportunity to re-establish his prestige among the Saxons, especially when everyone else was already doubting whether he was old, and the rise of tribes like Sam seriously challenged his position in the Saxon coalition.

Coles would not tolerate a challenge to his position in the Coalition, and knew what would happen to him and his clan if he did lose his position as leader of the Coalition.

In order to salvage his prestige in the coalition army, Coles spent the next few days recalling all the Saxons who had gone out to loot food, and began to storm the Celtic camp defenses in a desperate manner.

Although according to Charles's plan, King Uther and the nobles of Great Britain were prepared in their hearts, and even because of the small victory on the first day, some people proposed to King Uther to directly confront the Saxons, they felt that they were fully developed and could destroy the other side. But when the Saxons really stormed with all their might, they knew exactly how foolish their previous ideas were.

The Saxons were able to press you and fight you for decades, and you thought that the other side would not have any real skills, and on the first day that the Saxons began to attack, the defense line of the Kingdom of Great Britain was already shaky. King Uther and the nobles immediately gave up their thoughts of fighting directly opposite each other, and without saying a word, began to retreat as planned, and threw a warehouse full enough for the Saxons to survive the winter.

Supposedly, Coles's prestige in the coalition has regained after this battle, and it has surpassed it a little, so he should be able to take this food and lead the coalition army back for the winter. But the human heart can swallow elephants, and after tasting the sweetness, Coles began to have a little ** about the land under his feet.

Especially after the Celts on the opposite side came to surrender to him, and secretly told Coles that he knew a trail to Carlisle, the most important stronghold of the Kingdom of Great Britain on the front line, on the opposite side. Coles felt that it was too slow to send men to occupy the land on a small scale, and he wanted to occupy the land completely, which was more fertile and pleasant to the climate than northern Europe.

Coles immediately began to think about a plan to attack Carlisle, and he felt that if his sneak attack was successful this time, his position in the coalition would become unshakable, and even if Sam and his tribe were brave and good at fighting by the so-called divine grace, they would not be able to challenge their authority.

And Coles felt that after this sneak attack, his position as the leader of the coalition army would not only become extremely solid, but also expected to go further. He is already the leader of the coalition army, and if he goes further, isn't he the king of the Saxons, and as for the land, isn't the land under his feet very suitable for building a kingdom by himself.

Thinking of this, Coles's heart was on fire, he didn't think too much about it, and hurriedly gathered all the user's own tribal army, as for Sam and the other tribesmen, let them divert the attention of the Celts on the frontal battlefield, Coles thought in his heart when he was walking on the path to Carlisle.

Unfortunately, Coles would never have imagined that what he was thinking was completely expected by Charles, and an ambush was waiting for him.

One can imagine what awaits Coles, and how panicked and almost powerless they could be when the unsuspecting Saxons stepped into the ambush that King Uther had carefully arranged for them.

If it weren't for the fact that the Saxons were a group of strong, brave warriors, Coles would not have known that he had escaped from the ambush circle with the remnants of the army, which could be said to be completely annihilated, and fled back to the Saxon camp.

However, with the heavy losses of his own clan, one can imagine what will happen to Coles even if he returns to the Saxon camp.

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