Then Aaron told again about his trip to St. Desi. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fifty elven warriors doesn't sound like much, but it can create the illusion that Aaron has formed an alliance with the elves, and in addition, the elves' superb archery skills can also have a decisive effect at a critical time.

A thousand arrows is equally important, and for a sparsely numbered army, shooting one more arrow will reduce the chance of a person being injured.

The fact that this trip to St. Desi had achieved such a result made everyone present very happy.

Seeing everyone happily talking about the recent harvest, Aaron also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

From the moment he stepped into Tanya, Aaron felt a heavy pressure. For more than ten days, it has not weakened, and only now can he feel a little lighter.

Aaron took a sip of water, saw that everyone was gradually quieting down, and asked, "I've been around for a few days, is there anything going on in the camp?"

"There is one. Frank immediately spoke, "We now have six or seven hundred prisoners of war, these prisoners of war are about the same number as us, and if we deal with them in a slightly more radical way, we are likely to be resisted by them, and we are likely to cause harm to our soldiers, but if we do not deal with them, we will consume a lot of food, and also add a great burden to us." We don't know what to do now?"

"It's not that you don't know what to do, but you don't dare to say it. Aaron saw through Frank's mind at a glance, "You want to let them go, but you're afraid that there will be trouble and it will be bad for us." Frank, you're being too cautious. Sometimes things are solid, but sometimes they miss out on opportunities. ”

Speaking of this, Aaron kept banging on the table, thought twice, and told everyone what he thought: "Although we are the victors, we are not strong on the whole, if we kill the prisoners of war, when we face the situation of surrender or non-surrender in the future, the other side is likely to choose to resist, in this case, it will increase many unnecessary casualties." Our enemies are Wilder and Grant, not Tanya's soldiers. So, let them go.

"Of course, I also know everyone's concerns, if they leak the news, we are likely to face waves of enemies. I advise everyone to go down and pack up as soon as possible, and the day after tomorrow we will set out and free the slaves before we go. While this will put a lot of pressure on our food stocks, be assured that it will be worth it. ”

Aaron finally gave the shot to the end of the matter, which was difficult for everyone to decide.

After the meeting, everyone was busy.

Weapons were ordered, clothes were distributed, and food was loaded into trucks...... Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

In the evening of the next day, fifty elves arrived at Aaron's camp with a thousand arrows.

At the head was an elf that Aaron had never seen before, with long blond hair tied up by brown ropes, neat clothes on his body, and a hint of childishness on his face. Among the elves, he is supposed to be the younger batch.

"Hello, Lord Razor, I'm Gallatin, the Captain of the First Squad of the Guards. Here are fifty elven warriors from the first squad. Gallatin gave Aaron a fairy courtesy.

Aaron replied to Gallatin in the same way, but when he saw Gallatin's face showing an excited look, he didn't know why, so he could only smile slightly: "For a period of time in the future, we will be considered comrades-in-arms." ”

"It's a great honor. Although Gallatin's answer was simple, his two eyes looked at Aaron hotly, making Aaron think for a while that there was something wrong with Gallatin's orientation in some way.

Later, after the two got acquainted, Aaron learned that he had risked his life to rescue the princess, which made him very popular among the younger generation of elves.

Next, Aaron made a brief placement of the fifty elven warriors and explained to them that tomorrow the party would leave the Anya Forest.

"That's great. Gallatin rubbed his hands and gave him an extra layer of rosy, and the elves behind him were equally happy.

Seeing Aaron looking at them with a puzzled expression, Gallatin scratched his head in embarrassment.

"This is the first time we've left St. Desi, and we're a little excited, so don't be surprised, Lord Razor. ”

Fifty elves, five of whom are proficient in medicinal herbs and healing wounds, most of them have excellent archery skills. Such a team of elves really made Aaron overjoyed.

On the morning of the third day, with all the belongings ready, Aaron ordered Rice to release the prisoners of war and let some of the soldiers leave first.

The ruts sank deep into the leaves, and two fine warhorses, with a cart full of weapons, slowly moved forward, gradually disappearing into the woods.

There were eleven such carriages, which contained all of Aaron's possessions.

By the time the soldiers who had escorted the wagons had departed, there were only fifty men left in the camp.

As the supreme commander of the army, Aaron insisted on staying last despite the dissuasion of others.

Frank and his party strongly objected, and insisted that Aaron leave together, but Aaron kicked everyone in the ass, and then honestly rode his horse and left the camp with a worried face.

After the crowd had left, Les came to Aaron's side.

"All the prisoners of war are released?" Aaron looked at Rice, only to notice that his expression was a little strange.

"Some of them were released, and some of them refused to leave, saying that they had to follow us. Rice replied.

Aaron was a little strange: "Follow us, what do you do with us?"

"I don't know, they said they had to see you to tell why. As he spoke, Les walked back.

Aaron and Lanwen followed Rice to the place where the prisoners of war were being held.

The prisoners of war, who were still talking to each other, suddenly fell silent, and looked up at Aaron one by one.

Aaron was also frightened by what he saw.

On the way here, he also thought that the number of surrenderers might only be one hundred or ten, but in front of his eyes, the soldiers were densely squatting on the ground, at least four or five hundred, and so many people were willing to take refuge in him, which greatly surprised him.

At this moment, a man who spoke with an urn and an urn stood up from the ground: "Are you their head?"

Aaron looked up at the big man who was half a body taller than him, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he didn't expect that there was such a big man among the prisoners of war.

The big man touched his shiny head, and his huge palm was like a fan. He was wearing the armor of the Wyad Army, but because the armor was too small, he could only shrink his body, for fear of breaking the armor.

"I'm ...... What do you have to do with me?" Aaron wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up at the big man.

(To be continued.) )