Refusing to fight has never been the mainstream idea of ​​the people in the Assyrian territory, because although war is dangerous, it also represents opportunities. The reason why people are keen to go to the battlefield is not only the opportunity to accumulate wealth, but also the opportunity to pay money to the victor in exchange for life and freedom. This customary battlefield rule has been sublimated into a sacred ritual, and both parties in the ceremony will seriously abide by the rules.

Therefore, when being captured or in a disadvantageous situation that cannot be reversed, it became normal to take the initiative to offer money and property and beg the other party to show leniency. No one would feel ashamed of this because it seemed to be a matter of course.

In theory, the five million gold coins offered by Teller was already a astronomical price. Looking at the war history between the Assyrians and the Hurrians over the past five hundred years, the ransom of more than one million gold coins has only appeared seventeen times so far. Among these seventeen times, only twice did the ransom reach or exceed five million gold coins. One occurred two hundred and fourteen years ago, and the other record was written by Lini twenty-six years ago. At that time, he captured alive the second seat of the Hurrian Supreme Council. This guy, in addition to serving as the second seat, also served as the deputy commander of the Second Legion. In the end, he redeemed his freedom with seven and a half million gold coins. However, this price did not exceed the one two hundred and fourteen years ago.

However, Wu Lai's exorbitant asking price was somewhat against the rules of the battlefield, because the price of 15 million gold coins was too outrageous. On the one hand, it seemed like he was humiliating the opponent, and on the other hand, it also made Wu Lai seem insincere.

At least, Teller felt that Woolley was insincere.

As a result, Marshal Teller couldn't help but show his arrogance and anger. He frowned and asked loudly, "General Wu Lai! Aren't you going too far?!"

"Too much?" Wu Lai shrugged. "Asking for a high price and paying it back on the spot is only natural."

"Natural right? You know how to say that." Teller sneered, "General Wu Lai, you should think clearly. I am just a young marshal. I am not worth the price you mentioned."

"No, you are worth it. In my eyes, you are worth more than those legion commanders." Wu Lai said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Teller frowned, and couldn't help but feel curious.

Wu Lai smiled and waved his hand. Bailey understood immediately. He nodded and the two soldiers holding the ropes bowed and retreated. Bailey himself also retreated outside the tent to guard.

So mysterious? When Teller's brows tightened a little more, Wu Lai had already walked slowly in front of him: "Young Marshal Teller, I want to settle an account with you. Are you willing to listen?"

Teller nodded, thinking, "Does it matter whether I am willing or not? I'll just listen to your opinion."

"Young Marshal Teller, if I hand you over to the Assyrian Supreme Council in exchange for military merits, with your level, I can earn about 5,000 to 6,000 military merits, and the bonus is estimated to be 100,000 to 200,000 gold coins. Of course, there may also be rewards such as houses, slaves, and maids." Wu Lai said with a smile, "This bonus is certainly not comparable to the price you offered, but my primary purpose of coming here is to earn military merits. If I take the money and let you go, I don't know how long I will have to wait here for these thousands of military merits, maybe two or three years."

"But I'm a little short on money, and your price is very tempting to me. After all, the more money, the better..."

"General Woolley, what do you want to say?" Teller couldn't help but interrupt.

"Please listen to me patiently." Wu Lai waved his hand, "So, I offer a price of 15 million gold coins..."

"That's impossible," Teller yelled. "I can't do it."

Wu Lai was startled, and after looking Teller up and down, he asked, "You are a young commander after all, can you be patient and listen to me finish my words? I am not discussing anything with you now, and you have no right to bargain."

Just as Teller was about to retort, he suddenly felt deflated. Wu Lai was right. He really had no right to bargain.

"You're not going to talk anymore? Then just listen to me." Wu Lai chuckled and continued, "I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm really going to pay you the 15 million gold coins. When I give you all the gold coins, you'll be free. But I guess you can't afford that much money, so I've got an idea for you. You can use people to pay off the debt. Whether you send me the Assyrians you captured before, or the civilians and slaves of Hurlit, you can pay off the debt with me."

"It's a good calculation. As long as they are alive, whether Assyrians, Hurrians or Kimoans, they can be exchanged for 3,000 gold coins. In other words, if you can get me 5,000 alive, congratulations, you can be free without paying a single gold coin. Of course, you can also give me some gold coins and some people. I am happy to give you this choice."

"But the most important thing is that when these people are sent to me, they must wear the uniforms and armor of your Hulett Third Legion and carry weapons. Of course, you can give them inferior clothes. Look, I can do whatever you want. How nice of you, isn't it?"

Teller suddenly felt that the person talking in front of him was a profit-seeking profiteer, not a general or anything else.

You are too wicked. You only send me 5,000 or 6,000 military merits, but you want me to get 5,000 people alive. Not only can I get 10,000 military merits, but I can also earn 5,000 sets of equipment. That part of the money and the people are a trap. If I really agree with you, I will give you all the military merits, equipment, and money. After thinking about it, Teller said, "I'll try it first, and then I will shake my head and say, "No, I can't accept it."

"Well, that can't be helped." Woolley clapped his hands and called out, "Bailey."

The curtain was lifted and Bailey rushed in: "What do you want, Lord Wu Lai?"

"Prepare the cage and escort him overnight." Wu Lai said. Bailey nodded, glanced at Teller, and without saying much, turned around and left.

Wu Lai glanced at Teller, his face darkened, and he returned to the desk and sat down, leaving Teller there.

Teller regretted his decision after a moment's shock. He had never expected that Wu Lai was a man of many words but so decisive in doing things. But if he started begging now, where would he put his face?

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became depressing.

"Ah..." Wu Lai suddenly sighed, as if he was talking to himself, or to Teller, "What a good win-win opportunity, it's good for you, it's good for me, and it's good for everyone, but it just happened..."

Hello, I'm fine, everyone? There was a hint of surprise in Teller's eyes...

…

On the rocky beach, Wei Dun and others were warming themselves around a bonfire. They were completely at a loss at the moment. Teller should have returned long ago. It had been two meals since Teller climbed out of the gap, which was not a short time.

"Weidun, has the young marshal been..." a deputy general asked hesitantly.

"Impossible." Weidun waved his hand fiercely and glared at the general.

"But it took too long, didn't it?" Another deputy general couldn't help but say, "I feel like there must be something wrong here."

Of course there is a problem, do you need to tell me? Wei Dun kicked a stone in anger. If he hadn't held back, he might have kicked the person just now.

"Alas..." A deputy general sighed heavily and said with a worried look on his face, "If the young marshal is safe and sound, we will be fine. If there is anything or... everyone, General Jiachi will not let us go."

After he said this, everyone's mood suddenly became more gloomy. General Gach was none other than Teller's father, the commander of the Third Army, Gach Rommel of Hurret Territory, who was famous for his bravery and bad temper.

As a result, the atmosphere around the campfire became even colder.

At this moment, the soldiers behind the generals suddenly scattered and fled, with many screaming. Wei Dun and others quickly stood up and saw a terrifying white figure slowly walking towards them under the light of the fire...

At the same time, Wu Lai, who was standing at the edge of the gap, smiled and patted Teller on the shoulder: "How about it, my messenger is much more powerful than yours, right?"

Teller smiled bitterly and shook his head, but now he no longer had the frustration and tension he had before...

At noon the next day, Howell called Deneri and gave him a lecture. The reason was simple - Deneri had arbitrarily moved nearly half of the troops on the left wing to the Woolley defense zone.

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After a barrage of scolding, Howell still felt unsatisfied, so he continued to scold: "Tell me, do you have a pig's brain? Haven't you heard of who Wooleglindos is? Even if you don't know, have you forgotten my reminder? Don't you know why he stayed in that place?"

"Reporting to General Howell, I know." Deneri bowed and nodded. After he walked into Howell's tent, he didn't even have the chance to speak before he was scolded.

"You still did this knowing that. Can't you see that Woleglindo is using your troops to scare the enemy? How dare those Hulett troops act rashly after you played this trick on them?" Howell slammed his fist on the table. "What did I say? Don't act rashly. Don't act rashly! Deneri, you are disobeying military orders. According to the rules, I can punish you!"

"General Howell, calm down. I did this for a reason." Deneri bowed again, thinking to himself that we are all family and there are no outsiders present. Do you have to be so majestic?

"The reason?" Howell snorted coldly, "Isn't it because you are stupid?"

Howell blurted out such a sentence, and Deneri was of course a little annoyed. However, although he was unhappy, he did not dare to express it. He could only patiently move over and explain: "General, I sent troops to Wu Lei's defense zone to exchange for a prisoner in his hand."

"A prisoner?" Howell frowned.

"Yes, it was just a prisoner. Hulit and the Kimo coalition forces planned to poison all the wells in the city of Kayikede. The prisoner was captured by Wuleglind's men and gave the evidence. Wule had no soldiers and knew that the enemy would retaliate soon, so he used this merit to exchange for my troops to stand in his defense zone for one night. Before I came to you, my soldiers had already withdrawn. General, this merit is not small. Moreover, we can also do a big favor to the city of Kayikede..." Deneri said proudly.

When he heard this, Howell's eyes flashed with excitement. The Woye Army stationed and defended within the scope of Kayikede City, but it was a well-thought-out decision...

After nightfall, Teller "visited" Woolley's defense zone with Bailey's "company". Now he was a prisoner, but except for an extra pair of shackles on his feet and the need for someone to "accompany" him wherever he went, he was treated with preferential treatment. Not only did he have delicious food and drinks, but he also had someone to serve him at night. He picked two handsome and romantic soldiers from the soldiers captured by Woolley and opened up a small harem of men for himself.

"Bailey, your young master is so cruel. He deliberately set up such an empty camp and ambushed so many soldiers. Humph, otherwise, how could I be fooled and caught by you." Teller said with some displeasure.

Bailey held back his laughter and didn't answer, thinking to himself that there were no soldiers in our defense camp to begin with, and those you saw yesterday had already withdrawn early in the morning, so there was no way it was an ambush.

"By the way, where did your young master get that big white...lion? It seems very powerful and quite human." Teller suddenly asked.

"General Teller, that is our young master's treasure. It is more powerful than you can imagine." Bailey was too lazy to elaborate.

"Talk to your young master someday and let him give it to me." Teller nodded and said, "I also have two white lions at home, but they are not as big as your young master's, and they are not as smart. They just eat, eat, eat all day long."

That's right. What kind of person you are, what kind of pet you raise. For someone like my young master, who is the best in the world, he naturally raises a first-class pet. For someone like you, you can only raise a greedy and sleepy lion...

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A few days later at noon, a long team of fast riders appeared outside the city of Kayikede, arousing the vigilance and attention of the defenders on the city wall. They saw that these nearly 200 fast riders were all riding two horses, all wearing black cloaks, leather armor and leather boots, and carrying a leather-covered wooden box on their backs that was two elbows long, one elbow wide and half an elbow thick...

Soon after the two hundred cavalrymen galloped past, another convoy of twenty two-horse carriages came galloping over...

At the same time, in the Black Stone City, which is closest to the Assyrian Valley in the Hurlit territory, Wei Dun, with a tired face, jumped off his horse in front of a tall mansion.

"Who is it?" The soldiers guarding the door immediately sent six of them to surround him.

"Asshole, you don't even recognize me?" Wei Dun swung the whip hard, hitting the shoulder of the soldier who was rushing in the front.

"Lord Wei... Lord Weidun?" The soldier who was whipped with a horsewhip was finally recognized. However, at this moment, not only was Weidun's head and face dirty, but even his robe was torn in several places.

"Is General Jiachi here? I have an emergency to report." Wei Dun asked.

"Yes, Lord Weidun, please follow me..."