"Hag, do you think so?"

Seeing that no one was willing to stand up and speak, Tanan called a name, because he was really impressed by Haag's bravery in the previous battle, and he had not been back to the barbarian army for a long time, although he didn't want to admit it, Tanan's heart still longed for someone who could understand his painstaking efforts, even if this person was only a squad leader.

"It's not. ”

Haag, who had been silent, stood up.

"Oh, what do you think?"

Sure enough, Haag's answer made Tanan's eyes light up, and the anger that was about to erupt subsided somewhat.

"I don't have an opinion. ”

Haag's tone remained unfazed, and he spoke neither at Tanan nor at the generals who glared at him.

"You know each other," Goethe muttered quietly, although Hag had always been under Gnisson's command, but after a few clashes, his lack of oil and salt had long been known to all the barbarians, and if he stood up and said something inappropriate, it was likely that the leader would take advantage of the topic, and after seeing that he had said nothing, the generals' eyes were undoubtedly much softer when they looked at him again.

Although those sharp eyes still did not contain feelings for their comrades.

"I see, sit down. ”

Although Hag did not side with the generals, his performance undoubtedly disappointed Tanan, who had hoped that someone would stand up and speak out about the glory and courage of the barbarians, but Haq clearly did not understand what he meant, which made him disappointed and the idea of promoting Hag quickly cooled.

But that doesn't mean his anger is gone.

"So, that's what you all think?"

Tanan stood up from his seat, and even if he wasn't a fool, he could see the anger in his eyes, but perhaps because of the determination to capture the results of the battle or the luck of not being held accountable, no one stood up to show his support for the leader.

Only Haag stepped back a little to indicate that he had nothing to do with it, but his actions drew the wrath of all the generals at once, but he didn't care.

"Amari!"

Tanan suddenly called out the name of the chief of the guard, and with a loud response, the angry-eyed Amari immediately appeared in front of the tent.

"Drag Goth out and take fifty of the sticks, and the rest of the men will be thirty, and order the army to pull out camp and march immediately to the Beit League!

This time, Tanan didn't have any explanation, and directly showed the majesty of the leader, and it wasn't even until the three words came out of his mouth that the generals under him knew that they had made a big mistake this time.

Thirty sticks may not be a big deal for a thick-skinned barbarian, even Goth, who is a battle mage, has a strong body, but Tanan's determination this time has deeply sounded the alarm bell for these people, that is, no matter what time it is, this army can only have one voice - the voice of the leader, and anyone who dares to challenge the majesty of the leader will pay a heavy price.

At this moment, those old people who had experienced the Battle of Wall Peak suddenly remembered the strange death of General Hadak and Captain Twelve, at that time, they also questioned the leadership of Tanan because of the despair of defeat, and then there was no more.

As soon as they thought of this, the generals who had originally wanted to defend themselves immediately closed their mouths, and the beating of the undead with the thirty military sticks would not even have much effect - if the guards who carried out the execution were not stupid, but one more word might really cost them their lives.

However, just when Amari and a group of guards were about to escort everyone down to enforce military law, Tanan's words made many people forget the physical suffering they were about to suffer, and even had a sense of schadenfreude.

"Haag, sixty sticks. ”

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Meanwhile, on the ruins of the distant Beit League, Spartacus' army did not advance to the Brakaton Plains after dealing with the threat from Tanatos and Jag.

The captain and the senior officers were assembled, and Lear stood in the middle of the group.

"What's the closest barbarian town to the Beit League?" he asked faintly.

"Five hundred kilometers to the east, the city of Shining Sand, if the army advances at full speed, it can be reached in four days. Mlak replied in the affirmative.

"What about the population garrison?" Lear asked again.

"About thirty thousand, because the barbarians have drawn almost all the main forces to fight the Erathians in the Bracaton Plains, so the garrison is very small, and the return of the three waves of scouts is about five thousand, and they are all reserve troops. ”

After Lear asked Mlak to remove the words 'should, maybe' from his answer a few years ago, Mlak made sure that his intelligence was accurate to the extreme, and unlike the Beit League, which had just been established and was actually used as a military town despite its name, the city of Shining Sand was truly inhabited by barbarian natives, so it even surpassed the Beit League in terms of population alone.

"Then go to Sand City. Lear made his decision.

"My lord, are we not going to Brakkaton Plains?" Mlak was stunned when he heard this, according to the plan, after they captured the Beit League, they should go all the way north to the Brakkaton grassland, stab the barbarians in the back, and then turn to Tiga or enter the Tulaone forest to try to contact the elves there.

"No, after so many days, there have been no reinforcements from the barbarians' side, which means that the war there has entered the decisive stage, and by the time we get there, it should be over, no matter who wins or loses, we no longer have the opportunity to reap the benefits, so instead of us trekking thousands of miles to find them for a decisive battle, it is better to wait for work. ”

"Then what is the purpose of our going to Shining Sand City, if we go deep into the enemy territory for a long time, our supplies are likely to not be able to keep up, the battle of the Beit Alliance, Ilore has exhausted all the explosive packs, and the artillery troops are not carrying much ammunition, although we will not encounter strong resistance in Shining Sand City, but we must always be fully prepared for the future war. ”

Another worry that Mrak didn't say was that after getting used to the way of hot weapon combat, the warriors of Spartacus seemed to be much more rusty in hand-to-hand combat, although it seemed to have little impact in normal times, but if the real ammunition was exhausted and the opponent was a barbarian army known for brute strength, the result would be very unfavorable.

In fact, Lear also had a bit of a pain in the face of provisions, and after burning all the 30,000 defenders of the Beit League, he found that he had also burned along with the food and equipment stored in the warehouse north of the city, which caused his idea of feeding the war by war to suffer a setback in the first round.

But it was just a little pain, and it didn't affect his next plans.

"There is no problem with provisions, Spartacus should have produced a lot of weapons and ammunition in the past for so long, after capturing Sand City, I will open the gate of time and space, and then the whole army will return to Spartacus to rest and replenish, there is only one purpose to go to Sand City, smash the statues of the ancestors of the barbarians to convert them, since they can't leave the kingdom of God and dare to do something to me, then don't blame me for being unkind." ”

Lear's assassination was not hidden from Mlak and the others, and this was also a reminder to everyone at the same time, maybe his captain was still very weak and did not attract the attention of the gods, but as long as the war went on one day, it would be better to give everyone a sense of urgency to grow than to think about protecting the safety of a group of people all the time, after all, these people will lead the army alone in the future.

Lear's decision was immediately highly praised by the high priests, and in the eyes of these fanatics, no war or glory could compare to the sanctity of spreading Asha's holy name, let alone a city of shining sand, and even if Lear now said that he was going to preach to the royal palace in Bracada, they would all follow suit.

Still, some people were careful to express their concerns.

"I don't think it's going to be easy. ”

Ivo said with some concern that the wood elf, who had grown up in the forests of Turalea, knew that the power of faith had a profound effect on the personality of the soul, including himself, if he hadn't experienced the miracles of Asha many times, and asked him to abandon Lady Luck and turn to the feet of other gods, it would be easier to kill him with a knife.

"I know that they have the right to uphold their ancestors, and that we can give them death, and if all the barbarians think that the honor of their ancestors is more important than their own lives, then let them be exterminated. ”

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