The reason why it was not updated the day before yesterday was written in the comment area, and some people may not have seen it, so I'll say it again. The starting point is now a real-name system, and in fact, the author has already been registered when he registers it. But I don't know why I did it again, this time the verification is so troublesome, my phone doesn't send me a text message after verification, probably because my phone uses a new number segment. Later, it was manually verified, but there was no response for half a day, and no new chapters could be sent. It wasn't until last evening that the verification passed. I'm very sorry for the disappointment of everyone who didn't update the day before yesterday.

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The one-sided battle was doomed from the start.

The battle ended when Jettle's soldiers laid down their weapons and fell to their knees begging for surrender.

From the beginning to the end, it took less than two hours. In these two hours, almost one of the opposing legions was annihilated, and two legions were disabled and scattered. On Jerut's side, less than 2,000 people were injured. It was a big victory, enough to add another feat. In fact, being the ruling class is so good, you don't need to play in person, and if you win, you will be able to command and gain the benefits. If you lose, you can also shirk the responsibility and blame the enemy for being too fierce.

After clearing the battlefield, the soldiers marched into the city. The ordinary people of the city seem to have a premonition of the arrival of the Jerutes, and they are tepid. There was neither a warm welcome to the land becoming the territory of Jeruth, nor a cold indifference to the soldiers who entered the city. These performances are a bit too calm, of course, this is not some conspiracy or accident or anything, it is purely caused by the fact that even ordinary people can see the general trend of the world.

On Jeruth's borders, the long border did not form a line of defense against Jeruth's invasion. The people here know very well in their hearts that Jettel can't stop Jerut, just like Huite, who wants to prevent Jerut's invasion with all his might, and finally the gods are destroyed. Rather than needless resistance that will inevitably lead to losing, it is better to accept this fact as early as possible.

Besides, being ruled by Jerut is not necessarily as comfortable as being under Jettle's rule, after all, Jerut's strong war potential and ambition are also a banner that can attract people.

Being ruled by Jerut is equivalent to having a backer behind it, but it is a blessing.

Although the four regions have established various states, the will of the country and the sense of honor from the people have not yet been established, and ordinary people who lack a sense of belonging to the country do not care who is the ruler, anyway, they pay taxes and eat food.

Rosie told his legions to be ready not to unload their armor and return to the warehouse, he had an idea in his mind.

It is certainly a good thing to be able to win one victory after another by following the large army, but it means little to him. The real military exploits belong to the commanders and generals, and the individual combat exploits belong to those soldiers who fought the battlefield, and he is not in any danger and does not have much merit. He intends to break away from the large forces and take the initiative.

At this time, it was only three or four hours from the beginning of the battle to the entry into the city, and the news of the fall here should not have spread. If you take advantage of this time difference and drive straight in, it is not impossible to go to the next city. Ever since the gods destroyed almost all of the nodes by themselves in order to avoid the chaos in the mortal world caused by the existence of the Jump Nodes, the spread of information has mainly relied on human beings and a kind of fowl responsible for transmitting information.

Compared to the previous delivery of messages directly through the node, the message delivery at this time is lagging behind and unsafe.

The wilderness is full of all kinds of dangers, and although the speed of the messenger is fast enough, once you encounter wild beasts and demonic beasts, I am afraid that there is only one way to die. If there are more people, it is naturally safe, but the speed of a large army is definitely not as fast as when there is one person. Even the birds in charge of delivering the message have to face the birds of prey and monsters in the sky all the time. With the current means, it will not be until around noon tomorrow at the earliest, and the news here will not spread.

Instead of sitting here, it's better to take the initiative.

As soon as Rossi told the generals about his idea, Fengreth immediately agreed.

If Rossi really captures another city, his credit is naturally not small, and Fengreth also has an objective evaluation. After all, this matter is his approval, and he also occupies the position of the leader. If Rosie fails, it will only be Rossi's responsibility, he persuaded him, but Rosie is very firm that he wants to take the initiative and it has nothing to do with him. Besides, he also wanted to see if this Rosie, who was blown into the sky by his bald head, really had three heads and six arms, and could rely on a legion of 10,000 people to directly attack the next defended city.

Receiving the order, Rossi immediately pointed out the men and rushed to the next city.

The city is almost 150 kilometers away, and it can be reached in one day with mounts, and it takes about two days to the left and right without mounts. The human beings in this world are particularly strong, strong and endurance strong enough, and the speed of marching ten kilometers per hour is enough for them to march for more than ten hours in a day, and they can walk about 100 kilometers.

In a race against time, Rossi made a plan.

The cavalry went first, attacking a city with a legion of 10,000 people, and could only outwit it. He planned to mix his cavalry into the city in batches, and when the infantry arrived, he would take the city gate and turn the war from siege warfare to street fighting. Street fighting in the era of cold weapons is not like street fighting in the era of hot weapons, and the casualty rate is not high, within a tolerable range. And Jeruth's elite soldiers, well-armed and high-morale, were good enough to face any adversity.

With the decision, Rossi immediately left the large army with 3,000 cavalry and left first.

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"What are you doing?", the soldier of the garrison clenched his long sword tightly in his hand, and scolded in a fierce voice, "Why haven't I seen you?"

In front of him, there were about ten carts lined up, and the carts were piled with heavy sacks of sackcloth, and a group of plainly dressed and even ragged people surrounded the cart wagons. The leader looked to be in his thirties, with gray hair, and his hands were unconsciously rubbing back and forth at this time, with a flattering smirk, "Ah, have you really forgotten me, my lord?

The soldiers of the defending army were stunned, and the faces of the twenty or thirty soldiers who surrounded them softened slightly, since they had taken a photo, it would definitely not be the mad dogs of Jerut, and they naturally stopped not far away.

The soldier then asked, in a very uncertain and puzzled tone, "Really? Why can't I remember?"

The leader of the convoy laughed, nodded and leaned over, and quietly stuffed a small bag into the soldier's arms. The soldier raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and touched it, already knowing it in his heart.

"Did you forget? I walked past you last night at the tavern. I see, you must be looking at that chick and not noticing me. ”

The soldier's expression finally softened, and he nodded, "So that's it." Hehe, I'll just say, you look a little kind. ”

One is Jettle's defender, the other is Jeruth's centurion, and there is a hundred and eight thousand miles between them, even if it was before, there was a Huite in between, how could they have met?

The soldier pouted, "What's on the car?"

"Grain! It's all good food! Didn't I hear that the Jeruts were coming? So I brought some grain, and I did what little bit of strength I could to help the people defeat the Jeruts. ”

Hearing that it was food, the soldier's expression softened. However, he was still very careful, and several bags were untied on each cart, and indeed there were bags of malt yellow wheat kernels. He glanced at the people surrounding these carts again, and subconsciously found an excuse for their muscular bodies. Busy working all day, how can you have time to enjoy? Aren't all the people like this?

He waved his hand, "Hurry up and enter the city, I warn you, don't make trouble." This is a special moment, and if the consuls are held accountable, I will not be able to speak for you. As he spoke, he patted his chest, and the money bag inside trembled.

The merchant nodded and said yes again and again, and as soon as he turned around, his face changed, and he said sharply: "Why don't you hurry up and push the car in? ”

The soldier didn't want to talk to him any more, and waved his hand to the side.

The little 200 people struggled to push the cart and rushed in.

Entering the city, the merchant suddenly ran to the second car and asked curiously, "My lord, how do you know that guy is watching a woman in the tavern?"

Rosie sneered and glanced at him, "Don't you go to the tavern to see women, do you still have to take the initiative to apply for overtime standing?"

The merchant was stunned and laughed.

When he was in Jerut, the first thing he did after completing his daily tasks was to go to the tavern with his colleagues to drink and brag about women, almost every day.