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"Quick, let the Hulin people go up!" the Samoorians are already a weary beast of prey, and they will fall if they stick another sword," Dardanelleh roared with a panicked face, and his frenzied palms slapped on the battlements with a dull sound, and it was hard to believe that the old man, who had been suffering for a long time, could burst out with such great vitality.

The trumpet of the Hulin people sounded several times in a row, but the left flank of the Hulin people still stopped in place, and instead of moving forward, they began to retreat slowly, and the Samoorians on the opposite side did not have the slightest intention of pursuing the Hulins, and they looked at each other silently.

"What's going on?" Dadaniher's eyes widened, and his surging passion fell from the peak of hope to the bottom of disappointment, and this move of the Hulin people not only ruined the last hope of the people of Zhiwache, but Dadanier felt a strong sense of foreboding.

"My lord, my lord is not good" The herald in charge of the herald ran up and shouted hysterically, "The Hulin people are going to withdraw their troops alone!"

"What, withdraw!" the agitated Dardanierh, the bulging eye, his face red as blood with excitement, and the herald replied with a sad face, "The Hulin said that the Samoirs were willing to pay them twice the commission, and that they would withdraw from this battle and remain neutral"

"Traitor, traitor...... The old Dardanihr's fingers trembled, his round eyes suddenly rolled up, and his thin body collapsed weakly on the head of the city,

"My lord, my lord!" Tirango and the others hurriedly stepped forward and found that Dadaniehr had fallen to the ground, his face was blue and stiff, his mouth was foaming at the mouth, and he had actually suffered a stroke.

"Commander-in-chief, what can I do about this, the Samoorians will soon launch a siege battle! With our troops, we can't compete with it at all" Everyone looked at the commander-in-chief Tirango for a while, now he is the supreme commander here, and the Samoor's army that has swarmed outside has surrounded the fortress of Ditatus, and there are only three thousand pale and demoralized defenders in the entire fortress, not to mention holding the fortress, even if they see the Samorians will tremble.

"Now we only have ......" The generals stopped talking, their eyes hesitantly looking at each other, and finally fell on Tirango

No one is a fool, everyone can see that the Dardanelles family has gone on the momentum, the main force has been wiped out, the Kuroshio army on the southern coast has also suffered heavy losses, and the Hulin tribe with high hopes has defected, the defeat of this war has been decided, rather than waiting for death in the fortress, it is better to lead the army to surrender, but no one wants to bear this dishonorable reputation, and now only Tirango has the ability and can bear this responsibility,

Everyone was already dissatisfied with this young commander-in-chief, and now that the old lord behind him has fallen, who cares about this young man, several generals glanced at each other very tacitly, and one of them quietly pulled out the knight's sword at his waist and surrounded Tirango, who was holding the old lord,

"What do you want to do!" Tirango exclaimed in surprise when he looked up and saw the generals around him looking murderously at him.

A general took a knight's sword in his hand, stepped forward and said viciously, "The Samori people have surrounded the fortress, we have no reinforcements, and we have no food, instead of sitting and trapping, it is better for the general leader to come forward and ask for a way to survive for everyone and for the thousands of soldiers in the castle!"

"Survival?" Tirango's face was stunned, and he suddenly turned pale and shouted, "You, you have to surrender!"

Several generals sneered at the corners of their mouths, and they all drew their waist knight swords, "Could it be that the Lord of the Commander-in-Chief has any other way?"

Tirango looked at the generals who had surrounded him, knowing that if he refused, he would inevitably be killed, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, since you have decided, I can't object, I just hope you can remember the gift that the Dardanelles family once gave you, if the family encounters the most dangerous moment, you can help the family!"

A day later, after negotiations with Samor, on the premise that Samorel promised not to harm the Dardanelles, the people of Zhiwache hung a white flag at the head of the fortress, and a total of 6,000 and 800 of the two warring sides were killed and 7,400 were wounded.

The largest battle ever fought in the south ended in a complete victory for the Samorians, and this battle truly established the Samorians' control over the southern part of the kingdom.

In mid-September, on the beach of Tatis, with the assistance of the Hurins, the Samoor, who had taken advantage of the victory, once again routed the combined army of the southern coastal lords, and nine of the fourteen southern counties fell into the hands of the Samorians.

The southern Dyrens family duly withdrew the southern army and sent an envoy to express a goodwill invitation to the fat man of Samoor, and announced to the public that they respected Samori's right to administer the south.

The fat man rode on his horse, and in front of him was the northern gateway of the Riwa Chaze, the Everon Pass, and on the steep rock face in the distance, the golden Bruga Fort was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The familiar scenery in front of him made the fat man sigh, half a year ago he was just a passing by, but now, he is the master of this land, the once illustrious Dardanelles family, like a giant beast stabbed by a javelin, trembling and completely falling in front of him, this thought that the whole south is about to fall into his hands, it makes the fat man excited.

The conspiracy started, the conspiracy failed, the Dardanelles family violated the rules of the ancestors, and the dense forest in front of them did not resist the ** eye of the Dardanelles family,

For this raid, the Dardanelles had already secretly dug a wide shortcut road in the forest, from Zhiwacheze to the Everon Pass, in just one day, and it was with this secret forest road that the army of the Zhiwacheze escaped the sight of the Samoor.

But it was along this forest road that the southern army of Samoor, led by Statunko, made a surprise attack on the defenders of Zhivacheze. At the end of September, the thirteen-day siege of the city surrendered and was declared to be incorporated into the Southern Samoriel Governorate, and the glorious Southern Mother family came to an end.

"Let's go, go to the Riwa car!" The fat man waved his whip excitedly, and with hundreds of guards behind him, he rushed into the forest road at the foot of the mountain like a lightning speed, in late September, the sky was high and cool, and the leaves on the roadside blowing in the cool autumn wind "rattled", and the Riwa car ushered in a new owner.

Because the fat man is in a good mood, the scenery along the way is more and more beautiful, the lake shining with golden light in the sunset, the aristocratic manor, the green earth stretching under his feet, the lush Gatulin Mountains speeding by, the horse's hooves stepping on the Hutari long stone bridge, seeing the sparkling Saturst River, fishermen are harvesting the fattest saury in autumn, and the villages along the way are smoky in the air

The fat man who was resting on the stone bridge suddenly found that from the opposite side of Shangshang Road, a richly decorated golden carriage galloped over, and a flash of light shot from the opposite side, nailed to the pillar of the stone bridge, and brought a spark (the end of the second chapter, ready to start letting the fat man step on the stage of the mainland, if you have anything to build, please post and leave a message)

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