Chapter 37: The Capture of the Wolf Camp
War, ultimately, is an act of conquest to force the enemy to submit to our will.
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In the evening, the sun was like an old slender man who had done his duty, laid down the rope of light, stood on the edge of the sky, and looked back at the plain.
After impatient waiting, as night approached, Viado did not disappoint Aaron, and the hussars dragged back two hulking corpses, the leader of the wolf clan and his giant bear mount.
As I saw with my own eyes, it seemed that he had just experienced a big battle, and the white wolf hair on the corpse of the leader of the wolf clan had been stained red with blood, and there was no longer the majestic brilliance of half a day ago. The black giant bear, which looked powerful and invincible, was shot into an embarrassing hedgehog.
"My king, Vya is fortunate not to be dishonored, but ...... It was only desperately blocked by a part of the wolf clan and lost 500 horsemen. ”
Hearing Vyato's reluctance, Aaron's face was not good-looking. A pair of silver pupils are breathtaking when they are focused, and they seem to have a faint murderous aura flowing when they look forward to it. Receiving Aaron's oblique glance, Kurushh swung his sword and cut off the wolf king's head.
The loss of 500 cavalry certainly reduced the combat strength of the cavalry force, which was originally only 2,000. But there will always be bloodshed in war, and this is inevitable. Compared to the value of this head, the elimination of a threat made Aaron feel that it was worth paying this casualty.
He grabbed the wolf king's head with one hand, and under his thick eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes were so calm. Compared to the wolf king's motionless and lackluster pupils, Aaron's eyes were cold and shiny, like two flickering ghost fires.
It was a staring at each other, and unlike the previous half, the latter was still vicious, and his eyes were full of dead gray. After the Bloodstained Grand Canyon, this is the second time Aaron has been so real, carrying the head of a king.
Not for the first time, not for the last.
The 'eye contact' between the victor and the vanquished is so brutal.
And this is war and conquest!
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When night falls, on the horizon in the distance, the moonlight caresses the forest, the grass is green, the trees are green, and all the green life, like a layer of waxy brilliance, has a transparent texture.
On the last plain in front of the forest is the habitat of the wolf people. The wolf clan is a nomadic race, and the fortifications of the camp are basically 0, and the wooden fence is less than one person high, just to prevent the livestock from getting lost. In the face of war, there is no role in defending against the enemy.
"Prepare to attack!" With the swing of Aaron's sword, the heavy infantry was in front, the Spartan warrior was in the center, and the three columns of Zhurong Hunter Hall were in a huge formation, stepping on the pace of a heavy hammer, slowly advancing forward. Through the reflection of the moonlight and the light of the torches, the metal threads shining everywhere made some of the vigilant wolf clans on the opposite side gasp.
In Aaron's vision, the data of this wolf clan stronghold is showing riots and low morale, and it seems to be on the verge of collapse.
At the signal of the king of Sparta, Vyadozer immediately stepped forward, held the head of the wolf king high, and threw it into the wolf camp. Next, there was a chaotic noise from the wolf clan base camp, and the war had already been declared over before it had even begun.
After the defeat half a day ago, seeing the head of the wolf king at this time made the wolf clan, with a population of more than 30,000, choose to surrender. I have to say that this was somewhat unexpected by Aaron.
"What's your name?" The gates of the wolf habitat opened to both sides, and as he rode past the old wolf on his horse, Aaron's piercing eyes fixed on the wrinkled and pointed tone of the other.
The old wolf clan covered in black fur raised his head and glanced at Aaron, his cloudy eyes were filled with fear and sadness, "Returning to the powerful king, I am Wolf Elder Wolf Clan!" ”
The wolf clan elder Wolf's eyes are not large, and his eyeballs are a little cloudy, but sometimes he also flashes a little bit of the experience and wisdom of the old man. Looking at him, under the heavy helmet, Aaron's squinted eyes, shining, sharp, and majestic, were staring at each other majestically, as if to see him through. "Between perdition and surrender, Worf, you have wisely chosen the latter. Now, I command you to go and gather five thousand wolf warriors at once. ”
The tone of the Spartan king was very obvious, and the general of the foot bow took the lead, flashing his vigilant eyes like a bird of prey, with a killing intent that wanted to vomit and endured. Pulling out the arc-bladed long knife in his waist, he stood behind the wolf clan elder intentionally or unintentionally.
In the face of the threat of death, this is a pair of intelligent but dull eyes. And for the continuation of the race, the wolf clan elder Wolf finally knelt down on one knee respectfully, pressed his chest with a steel claw, and responded with his head down, "Obey!" ”
The two pitch-black eyebrows flew flat and slightly, and Aaron was satisfied with the attitude of the wolf clan elder. And judging from the data revealed by the other party, the wolf clan without a leader is simply a mess and has lost the ability to resist.
"Very well, Wolf." Aaron lifted the horse's belly and took the lead in entering the wolf clan base camp, leaving a sentence from afar, "Five thousand wolf clans, march to the Alpha Forest tomorrow!" Together, we will reclaim the territory inherited from the ancestors of the wolf clan. ”
Hearing the words in front of him, Wolf raised his head suddenly, and a pair of cloudy eyes suddenly brightened and brightened powerfully. Like some shiny needle, to nail the back of what he sees.
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At this moment, entering the wolf clan base camp, there was chaos, snatching, fighting, and a mess everywhere in sight. and fugitives from other directions, fleeing the wolf camp.
The tips of Aaron's two eyebrow peaks. Raised as the eyes became round, it was simply two ice peaks. At this moment, he seemed to understand the cloudy, helpless eyes of the wolf clan elder. The entire wolf base camp that had lost its leader was actually in collapse long before the Spartan legions approached.
In order to stabilize the situation, Aaron ordered the light cavalry to block the wolf tribes who tried to flee with their livestock and property.
From this moment on, every grass and tree, every livestock, here is a trophy belonging to the Spartan city-state, and any thief must pay a bloody price.
Suddenly, I saw two wolf figures snatching food, running past in front of me, Aaron with a sword in his hand, galloping past on horseback. The sword light flickered, and there was a bang, and the wolf clan looked around in fright, and raised a wooden stick in panic.
The voice was very close to him, and a wolf head rolled to his feet, causing the current wolf clan to jump on the spot and take a dozen steps back. The whole body of this wolf clan was trembling, and cold sweat was breaking out, and he didn't dare to move without permission.
Kurush ordered the armored bear heavy infantry, with tower shields on their heads, to push forward, and soon occupied the center of the wolf base camp and hoarded supplies. And with the influx of 5,000 Spartan warriors, the wolf clan was suppressed and killed. The chaotic situation was quickly brought under control.
At this point, the entire wolf clan became a prisoner of the Spartan city-state.