"Boom, boom!"

The sunset is reckless, in front of the milk bag mountain, and the smoke of gunpowder is filled. More than thirty artillery pieces lined up along the widened mountain road, fiercely bombarding the city walls in front. In the sound of impact, the dust was flying, and the city wall was covered with spider-like impact points, and they became denser and denser, and finally in the "boom" sound, a section of the city wall collapsed.

Cheers rang out in the sky. The officers with black collars were also smiling. After laughing for a while, Quinn suggested, "It's getting late, collect the troops first." The gap is too small, at most 100 people will be attacked, and it is a field battle, and the casualties are also large. It's better to make persistent efforts early tomorrow morning and widen the gap a little more. ”

Hearing this, Kahi and José were not happy. They muttered: "It's too unpleasant to fight with the instructor, I don't have the opportunity to cut people, I just know how to bomb iron every day." Father, how does this keep us alive?"

"Hehehe!" Quinn ignored the two of them's complaints, and commanded the troops to camp on the spot.

It's been a few months since the expedition, and the war can be said to be going well. The cottage on the top of the milk bag mountain has four city walls and passes in front and back, and the current one is the last one. The tactics of the Black-Eyed Army are also very simple, first deploy troops to penetrate in front of the city wall to prevent the opponent's counterattack, and then slowly bombard with artillery, blow up the gap, and then capture this section of the city wall in one go. So in the battle so far, the casualties of the Black-Eye Army have not even reached a hundred.

While the officers at all levels were busy, Quinn instructed an adjutant: "Record, Lord Lord is right, firearms are very powerful when used intensively, especially in urban offensive and defensive battles, and even a weapon that can change the war." Therefore, immediately tell Blackeye Castle that the manufacture of firearms and gunpowder must be kept in absolute secrecy. The whole family of craftsmen should also be controlled to prevent leaks. ”

"The rate of damage to firearms is too high. So far, seven gates have been broken, and if it weren't for the territory, another batch would have been sent. We may be stretched thin. Let a few alchemists study it and improve the crafting process of firearms. The charge also had to be quantified, and later it could not be based on the experience of the gunner alone. In terms of operation, it is necessary to step up training and speed up the launch......"

Quinn summed up the experience of using firearms one by one. Although he was a staff officer of this unit, he was in fact the commander. And the other officers listened quietly to these summaries. This is also a very valuable combat experience.

At this moment, someone suddenly came in with an excited face and said, "My lord, they have sent someone to surrender!"

Kay and Jose immediately complained, "Just surrender? ”

But Salis jumped up excitedly: "Okay, good, it's time for me to play, Master Dwarf." ”

......

In fact, Dipu did not make any requirements for this expedition at all, so it was also an acceptable condition for the opponent to surrender. Moreover, I heard that the Black-Eyed Leader went on the expedition, and those affiliated territories on Magic Lake Island also sent more than 3,000 horses to help. In addition, the milk bag mountain is located in a remote area, and all the logistics materials have to be transported long-distance under the black eye. So it's good to be able to end the fight as soon as possible.

And the messenger of the Milkbag Mountain was soon ushered in. He was still able to maintain his composure and saluted everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen, our whole clan has always kept to ourselves and never caused trouble. I don't understand why you're here to fight. I will not say much about the previous misunderstanding, my lords! I have brought the sincerity of our entire clan on the orders of the patriarch. From now on, our whole clan will be dominated by the black-eyed viscount, and I sincerely ask you to accept it. After saying that, he bowed deeply again.

This messenger is still the same old idea. I want to maintain the old routine of the sunset. Indicates submission, but remains semi-independent after submission. Of course, there will definitely be some harsh conditions that will follow, and then there will be a bargain.

And as soon as Saris spoke, it seemed to confirm this idea: "There will be officials stationed here." Establishment of settlements and commercial banks. Your armament will be reorganized and joined by the Black-Eyed Privates. And also. Taxes are paid every year. The lord also showed great mercy, and all boys under the age of ten were to be educated in school. ”

The messenger pondered these conditions. He replied, "We have no objection to the others." But we don't have a lot of strong labor here, can we not send more than five hundred people?"

"Yes!" said Salis. At present, the private army of the black-eyed collar is treated very well. It is difficult for many local people to join, and since Milk Bag Mountain is reluctant here, there is no need to force it. However, Salis still added a condition, "If the lord's territory is mobilized, then all the men must be conscripted into the army, which is not negotiable." ”

"That...... All right!" the messenger agreed. He continued, "If Lord Lord wants hostages, we are willing to send some, or our young patriarch. But...... All the boys?"

"Hmph!" said Salis, who was not accommodating, "let them read, teach them martial arts, and if they have a talent for magic, they can become magicians." If you don't have any different intentions, what are you afraid of? The lord promised to raise these children for nothing, or did he pay for them, and why did you oppose them?"

"......?" the messenger had no reason to object, but he had no right to agree immediately. So he said, "Can you go back and discuss, I'll give you an answer as soon as possible." ”

"It doesn't matter!" Saris waved his hand, "the choice is yours." Either listen to our black-eyed collars, or the whole race will perish. It's better to send your children to school than to die with your parents who are about to lose their brains, right?"

Saris didn't let the messenger breathe at all, and then made the next condition: "The tomb of the goblin sage you are guarding will also belong to our lord." Go back and get ready, get out of the way. ”

"......?" the messenger was stunned. Then he exclaimed, "How can this be done?" Our whole clan ......"

"You want to die?" said Salis, "you fool don't want to think about it, and with those cannons, we can easily wipe out your whole people and occupy that tomb without difficulty." The reason why I gave you such good conditions is to look at the face of the great sage and respect your dedication to the tomb. ”

"Your Excellency, ......?" the messenger was confused by Salis's words.

"Do you know what? Why did the Great Sage let you guard the tomb? And those things were deliberately left behind by the Great Sage, ready to come in handy during this demon invasion. And our lord is a saint, the one who took this thing in the prophecy. He is a rightful master, and what reason do you grave keepers have to refuse?" (To be continued.) )