The duke's son roared wildly. Anyway, he has torn his face, and everything he does is known to the other party, so he has become unscrupulous, so it is better to simply become crazy.

"You're laughing at him?" Laurent's eyes were bloodshot, and his long sweat-soaked hair fell from his forehead, and through the gap he stared at the duke's son: "Buck is also guarding the Saxons to death, guarding everyone, including you." ”

"He's a fart!" The duke's son spat fiercely and shouted viciously: "He has robbed me of my wealth and emptied hundreds of thousands of gold pounds from my pocket. Do you think I'm going to be grateful to him? ”

The Chancellor of the Exchequer did not answer. He stared at the duke's son for a few seconds, shook his head, and said lightly: "I really don't understand, how can Duke Weimerson have a son like you?" ”

With that, he stood up, took the loaded gun from the hand of the attendant beside him, and put the muzzle of the gun directly to the head of the duke's son.

"What do you want to do?" The fierce and arrogant man suddenly panicked.

"Kill you." Laurent replied coldly, and then pulled the trigger.

……

The death of the Marquis of Brackbarne had a devastating impact on the entire battle. Although the Imperial soldier who killed him was unaware of his identity, Tyfang, as an officer commander, quickly sensed anomalies in the overall changes in the white army.

He immediately gave the order for the whole army to attack.

The defensive line outside London was improvised and the number of weapons was severely insufficient, and the planned halberdier troops that were supposed to stand in front of them could not be formed. The Kingdom artillerymen set up behind the trenches fired only one wave of shells, and fled because they lost their command. The casualties inflicted on the attacking forces of the Reich by the implementation of artillery shells were almost negligible...... Two hours later, the Marines had occupied positions on the outskirts of London and continued their offensive toward the city.

Stormtooth had no idea that the battle would turn out like this. According to the plan, he should stay outside the city to defend, consume the opponent's forces with strong firepower, and wait until the second combat unit of the Marine Corps arrives, plus the cavalry that has already entered the secret passage of the canyon to the south, concentrate the forces on all sides, and then launch a general attack.

Tyrant reacted quickly, he sent heralds to make emergency contact with the reinforcements, and at the same time dispersed the more than 40,000 soldiers in his hands in large groups to encircle the entire city.

"Don't attack, just hold the intersections."

"We have plenty of ammunition, so we can kill as many as we come. White people are also people, they are also afraid of death, the more we kill, the more afraid they are, as long as we hold on to the end, we are the ones who win! ”

"All columns move forward, and the scout radius is doubled."

In the opinion of Brugue, this is the most suitable arrangement for the status quo. But he still did not expect that two successive shellings in the evening and after night would completely destroy the faith of the defenders of the city of London.

At dawn, Laurent, the kingdom's chancellor of the exchequer, came to the position with a team of attendants, waving white flags, and asked for surrender.

If it weren't for the desperation, he wouldn't have made that choice.

Duke Wilmerson's fame was simply too great. The reason why the duke's son was unscrupulous was largely because of the exploits and prestige of the duke himself. If we were to find a comparable example from the civilized world, which had been destroyed long ago...... He is the equivalent of the crown prince of a certain dynasty.

Yes, even the son of King George is not as domineering and arrogant as the duke's son.

Duke Wilmerson, though old and not concerned with ordinary affairs, was a huge force with those gathered around him. If the Marquis of Brackbar was still around, Laurent would not be afraid at all, the problem was that the Marquis had died in battle, and King George would not intervene in the conflict between his subordinates at all...... For all reasons, the Chancellor of the Exchequer decided to lead the remaining defenders of the city of London to surrender to the giants.

Killing the duke's son is equivalent to avenging the Marquis of Brackbarn. At least in Laurent's opinion.

Surrender?

Looking at the Saxon Chancellor of the Exchequer who was kneeling in front of him, Violent Tooth felt very funny and a little difficult.

All the soldiers are eager for victory, but the problem in front of the tyrant is really not easy to solve, his troops are too small, there are millions of whites in the city of London, as long as the slightest carelessness, the victory and defeat situation is very likely to change in an instant.

After much consideration, Burst Tooth chose to delay the time.

In the afternoon, the 2nd Combat Unit of the Marine Corps arrived.

Two days later, the Prisoner Ox arrived with cavalry.

At this point, the Battle of London finally ended.

Tyranny seized a huge amount of supplies stored in the city, especially food, which was the greatest support for stabilizing the situation.

Led by Laurent, the Prison Ox captures the king from the palace chambers, as well as the main members of the royal family, including the crown prince. According to Tianhao's previous orders, these high-ranking people were held in solitary confinement and kept under the strict supervision of the soldiers of the Dragon Empire.

The screening of prisoners was carried out at the same time as the escort work.

All Saxon soldiers must lay down their arms, or they will be killed.

The selection and formation of the security forces was also underway, and a group of white officers who had been urgently transferred from Rock City became generals. The first batch of the "London Vigilante" numbered as many as 20,000 people, and there were reservists who were about the same number being identified.

It's a very brutal process. The so-called screening is to let them raise the butcher knife and kill their own people.

Cleaning up the city is much more difficult than you think. Especially in the slums, large numbers of impoverished whites would rather hide in sewers and garbage heaps than leave. The Prisoner Bull ordered the new Uyghurs to be given weapons and told them to first clean up the eastern part of the city, and all whites who refused to leave the city within the allotted time were to be considered rebels and shot on the spot.

As one of the important defectors, Laurent, the former Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Kingdom, followed the purge team and witnessed the cruel scenes that shocked his soul.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the Zhiwei Army entered the Eastern District in small teams.

There is only one command: kill everything that moves.

About half of the poor had left the slums before. It turns out that people who honestly obey the rules are not too miserable. The army formed a standard battle array, and after entering the warning area where the red line was drawn, they divided into groups of three and opened fire on all the targets they saw.

Dense gunfire echoed over the city, cartloads of ammunition were shipped forward, Prisoner Ox sent 5,000 Imperial soldiers to supervise the battle, and the ruthless army slowly advanced along the streets east of the slums. For those parts where the entrance is narrow and difficult to access, the oil is sprayed directly with a modified mechanism and ignited.

The elderly, children, women, the sick...... Without exception.

The Prisoner Cow and the Tyrant Tooth stood on the balcony of the second floor of the church a few hundred meters away. It is one of the few buildings in the city with a high level of floors and stairs that they can enter. Looking at the burning slum in the distance, the young face of the prisoner cow revealed indifference and perseverance.

"This is the command of the Father. Let them kill, the more they kill, the better, and the purpose of forming a rule of law is to let them kill their own people. Only white people who have blood on their hands will be honest and obedient and do things for us seriously. ”

Tyrant Tooth has a deep understanding of this: "As long as they have killed people, they will not be accepted by their own clan, they will always be betrayers, and they are real mortal enemies." ”

The prisoner smiled, his smile full of maturity and reflection that did not correspond to his actual age: "There are too many white people, and there are more than three million inhabitants in this city alone. Although we have captured the Saxon capital, most of the cities in Moriente have not yet been captured, and if they are fast enough, they will be able to raise more troops before their father arrives with the main force. ”

"That's bad news for us." Stormtooth was also thinking, and let out a low sigh: "There are so many people in one city alone...... In the past, it was unimaginable. In the past, there were only hundreds of thousands of people in the pig clan, as well as the deer clan, the eagle clan, the tiger clan and the lion clan, three million is equivalent to a group, but here, tut-tut-tut......"

"So they must be allowed to leave the land, and those who don't leave must be killed." The prisoner's smile gradually turned cold, and the eyes of the soldiers who were moving in the distance also showed hostility: "No matter how sharp the knife is, cutting off a hundred heads will also be worn out, and even lack of blades." Let them kill each other, we need slaves, and we only need slaves. ”

Hearing this, Violent Tooth's heart couldn't help but move, and he subconsciously turned around and asked, "Your Majesty has a new plan?" ”

"It's a plan that was made a long time ago." The words of the prisoner were mixed with awe: "My father is a wise man, and I never thought that a war could be fought like this. Of course, I don't mean here, not London, not Saxon. ”

Burst Tooth felt like he had opened a corner of his secret, and was desperate to tear off the surface covering with the urgency to see more, but was held down by an irresistible force...... It's so bad that it's like a little boy and his girlfriend are doing that kind of thing, and the door suddenly opens from the outside, and his girlfriend's mother, who is full of rage, walks in.

"Your Highness, what do you mean...... Your Majesty has a new goal? Stormtooth could only speculate on the facts according to his own guess: "Viking? Gorse? Rhine? Or the Holy See? ”

The Bull glanced at him, and a smile appeared in the eyes of the tall young prince again.

"What do you think of the idea of dealing with two white countries at once?"

……

In the east-central region of the southern continent, it is a lush forest.

The climate here is humid, the soil structure and layers are very well matched, and the vegetation coverage is extremely high. It is not a tropical rainforest, but a large-scale forest belt composed of deciduous trees and shrubs. The monsoons, combined with moisture from the ocean, bring abundant rainfall. Rivers flow slowly from the depths of the mountains, infiltrate the hills, and gather in low-lying areas, but because of the topography, they do not form lakes or ponds on the surface, but in the form of groundwater. Beneath the rocks is a dark river full of springs, and mountain streams crash between the rocks to form small-scale waterfalls, showing beautiful colorful halos in the sunlight.

If in the era of civilization, it would have been developed as a tourist attraction. However, environmental transformation requires the assistance of science and technology, especially in the absence of construction machinery and related needs, no ruler will waste resources and money to do useless work.

Plantagenet and Rhine occupy the eastern and southeastern parts of the southern continent, respectively. On the border between the two countries, and hundreds of kilometers away from the coastlines of both countries, there are endless dense forests. In a world where kings and nobles were in power, commoners could not participate in the exploitation of natural resources, especially in this forest belt covering tens of thousands of square kilometers, which was regarded by the magnates as their most important private property.

Brody covered his face with a black cloth, expertly tied a knot at the back of his head, picked up his bow and arrows on the ground, glanced at his companion Jon standing beside him, and walked out of his legs towards the depths of the forest.

They are all hunters from nearby villages.

This forest belonged to the Marquis of Soloway.

Fifty kilometres to the north, the forest belonged to the Count of Villelo.

Seventy-five kilometres to the east, the forest belonged to the Count of Stron.

Unlike barren mountains, which are all rocky, forests are valued by the trees themselves, as well as by the animals that live there.

As long as people have to eat, hunting animals in the forest is the only source of meat for many poor people. The fuel needed for daily life forces the poor to cut firewood in the forest, especially in the cold winters, and the importance of stockpiling firewood even outweighs the need for food.

However, the aristocratic lords did not see it that way. They took out the laws issued by the king, as well as documents that their ancestors had been sealed hundreds of years earlier, to prove their ownership of the forests in their domains.

It is illegal to catch pheasants in the forest, and it is necessary to cut off one hand and one foot.

It is illegal to catch fish in a creek, and it is punishable by cutting off one hand and one foot.

Cutting down trees is illegal, and one hand and one foot must be cut off.

Finally, it is illegal to even go into the forest to pick up dry branches, and it is necessary to cut off one hand and one foot.

These cold decrees seemed logical to the nobility. Both kings and saints recognized the "sanctity of personal property". So even if the dead branches in the forest rot and turn into dirt, it is my personal behavior, but if the poor ghost and the mud-legged dare to pick up even one, they will pay a heavy price for it.

Brody is one of the grumpy people, and he doesn't care about the damn laws. All he knew was that there were herds of deer in the forest, thousands of pheasants, and countless hares...... Yes, they are especially fatty and very tasty during this season.

Summer has come to an end, and it's the driest season of the year. In Brody's opinion, this was the will of the Holy Lord, because the gods knew that the crops in the field were about to ripen, so they would not rain heavily and turn the year's hard work into mud. Before waiting for ripening and harvesting, you can sneak into the forest to hunt with a bow and arrow. If you're lucky, you can get a deer or a wild boar, and if you're unlucky, you'll get a chicken or two.

By the way, there are the silly trout in the stream, and the pink flesh makes your mouth water just thinking about it. In particular, with the addition of cheese slices, a little frying over the fire, and sandwiching it in bread, it will make you feel like you are in heaven.

Just as he was thinking, Jon's voice suddenly sounded puzzled.

"Look, what's that?"

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