"I, Dicaprio, the governor of Kayikede City, am blessed by the supreme god Amon, and I also have the full support of the Assyrian Supreme Noble Council and the Holy Senate..." After flattering the three giants, Dicaprio's tone became more passionate. "Under the holy light of Amon, the Salt Marsh Army, led by the special attendee of the Supreme Council and the governor of Salt Marsh Town, Ulegrindo, fought bloody battles with the invading enemy in the gap defense zone and annihilated the enemy..."
The warm applause and cheers often drowned out DiCaprio's voice, so that he had to interrupt his report several times, because the people who were close by undoubtedly heard the series of heart-stirring numbers. Although judging from the battle report of the Supreme Conference, the number of enemies killed by the Salt Marsh Army ranked at the bottom and was quite insignificant, the number of prisoners captured was second only to the Second Army. You know, killing the enemy on the battlefield may not be difficult, but capturing the enemy is definitely not easy, unless the enemy voluntarily drops his weapon and kneels down to surrender - the actual situation is really like this, but these things are only known to the prisoners and the first three companies of the Salt Marsh Army, but no one will tell the truth, not even the prisoners, because no one will believe it, and they may even be severely punished for "slandering the victor."
"In order to express gratitude to the supreme god Amon, to show the bravery of our Assyrian Supreme Noble Council, and to show the wisdom of our Assyrian Holy Senate, the city of Kayikd offers one thousand young and strong captives, and prays sincerely for the people of the entire city of Kayikd and for the Salt Marsh Army!" Dicaprio raised his hands high.
The cheers rose again...
Connor smiled and turned sideways, exchanging glances with Mikoyan, and then nodded. The younger of the two etiquette officers immediately took two steps forward and shouted loudly and clearly: "Present the prisoners!" As soon as the words fell, the guards and militiamen on both sides of the ceremonial street also shouted, and the sound shook the sky...
Dicaprio waved his hand, and eight tall and strong soldiers came quickly behind him, escorting a prisoner wearing a red prisoner uniform, a white silk band around his eyes, and shackles on his hands and feet to five steps in front of Connor and others. After forcing the trembling prisoner to his knees, they shouted in unison, "Long live Assyria", which was quite majestic.
"Chief Connor, please give your instructions!" Dicaprio said loudly.
"Kill!" Connor smiled slightly and flicked his sleeves nonchalantly, thus deciding the fate of the prisoner. In fact, he had two choices, one was to kill and the other was to pardon. However, the border battle was raging at the moment, and declaring the word "kill" could better reflect his determination to fight the enemy.
As soon as Connor finished speaking, the eight soldiers immediately responded in unison. Seven of them scattered, and the remaining one quickly walked behind the prisoner and chopped him down with the big bronze knife in his hand. "Crack"...
The moment the prisoner's head flew out, a large puff of blood mist suddenly spurted out from his neck, accompanied by a "whoosh" sound of wind.
The sound of ritual music immediately began...
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After nightfall, Qi Yuan sat alone in the study, frowning and thinking. On the table was the letter handed over by Wuletto DiCaprio. In addition to once again explaining the reasons for the withdrawal of the Salt Marsh Army, the letter also reminded Qi Yuan that it was Hulett's First Legion that was now fighting against the Woye Army.
"The Woye Army is no match for Hulett's First Legion. If they fight a few more times, the Woye Army will be exhausted unless they give up. I hope Chief Qiyuan will consider this carefully." - Wu Lai said at the end of the letter.
Qi Yuan naturally believed in Wu Lai's judgment, so now he was mixed with joy and sorrow. If the Woye Army abandoned it, the reputation of Gosmondo and Mondo Woye would plummet. If the Woye Army was exhausted, this would just let Qi Yuan get what he wanted, although Gosmondo's reputation would soar as a result.
However, if the Woye Army cannot hold the gap defense zone, it means that the enemy will break through the defense line and march straight in. This is a situation that Qi Yuan does not want to see in the short term, because although the enemy and us have been preparing to fight for a long time, the real consumption has just begun. If it is broken through by the enemy at this time, let alone whether the First Legion can withdraw to the Lunvington area smoothly, the consequences of the withdrawal alone are beyond Qi Yuan's tolerance. Think about it, as soon as the First Legion withdraws, the Assyrian defense line will be opened with two big holes at the same time. Don't worry about this in advance. The hat of retreating before the battle and inviting a wolf into the house is enough to destroy the reputation accumulated by the Duncan family for hundreds of years.
"No, I need to wait a little longer, wait a little longer..." Qi Yuan muttered to himself, his brows becoming increasingly furrowed.
Of course, we need to wait a little longer, and we have to wait until the Assyrian army and the enemy army fight to a situation where both sides suffer losses. Now is undoubtedly a bit far from such a situation.
Qi Yuan knew that just waiting was not enough, because waiting would not bring him the desired result. If he wanted to consume a large number of troops from Assyria, Hulit, and Kimo, he had to drag the war on for a longer time. To do this, the Gap Defense Zone could not be lost so early. If so, how could the Duncan family win the trust of the people and become the greatest leader? But how could he avoid losing the defense? One way was to increase the troops of the Woye Army, but Cosmondo would definitely not be willing to do so, because Cosmondo was not a fool. He knew very well that if the soldiers of Mondo Woye were all killed, it would be useless for him to earn more reputation.
"How about..." A smiling face of a person suddenly flashed through Qi Yuan's mind...
While Qi Yuan was hesitating, Dicaprio was drinking and chatting happily with Connor in Connor's mansion. The meeting of the two did not arouse anyone's speculation, because it was normal. Regardless of the subordinate relationship between the two, it was not surprising that Dicaprio was invited to a banquet by Connor, the chief of the Supreme Council, just because he came to offer prisoners. Moreover, there were other people at the banquet, such as Deputy Kevin, Mikoyan and temporary combat officer Fieldkobo. It is no exaggeration to say that this meal brought together people from all major Assyrian forces...
"If the legions and local troops on the defense line can be as good at fighting as the Salt Marsh Army, Assyria will not only be able to defend against the enemy." Connor smiled slightly and glanced at everyone. "But I am curious, why can Wu Lai achieve such a great result with inferior forces, but other legions can't?"
No one responded, because no one could guess Connor's intention for a moment.
Was this a disparagement of other legions and local armies? Fieldkobo couldn't help but wonder.
Connor shook his head with emotion and continued, "Perhaps some of you may think that Woleglindo encountered a group of incompetent enemies, but don't forget that before Woleglindo's Salt Marsh Army went to defend, it was the Woye Army stationed in the gap defense area. If the enemy was really incompetent, what about the Woye Army's results? Were they eaten by the wild beasts in the forest?"
There were a few moderate laughs at the banquet.
"I believe that the reason why Woleglindo can lead the Saltmarsh Army to victory again and again is not only because he is a rare military genius, but also because Governor Dicaprio of our Kayikede City has given the Saltmarsh Army the greatest and most selfless support. Come, let's applaud Dicaprio." Connor looked at Dicaprio with a smile and started to applaud softly. Soon, the applause continued throughout the banquet.
"Chief Connor, thank you for your compliment. I really don't deserve it. I really don't deserve it." Dicaprio stood up and said politely with great joy. It was an honor to be addressed by Connor in a friendly way. This seemed to indicate that Chief Connor was willing to deepen their relationship with him.
"Oh, Dicka, sit down." Connor waved his hand to signal Dicaprio to sit down, and then his smile suddenly faded. He said, "Everyone, Dicka was just being polite, because what I said was all true. When the Salt Marsh Army was short of food, it was Dicka who sent all the food in his home to help the Salt Marsh Army. This solved the urgent problem for the Salt Marsh Army. But do you know why the Salt Marsh Army ran out of food?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"That's because the Woye Army colluded with the grain merchants and refused to sell grain to the Salt Marsh Army!" Connor slapped the table hard, causing the cups and plates to jump around.
Except for DiCaprio, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment - to do such a dirty thing to a friendly army, the morals of the Woye Army were too despicable...
"You say, is this the style that we Assyrians should have?" Connor asked softly, touching his sore palm.
Immediately, a verbal crusade against the Woye Army and even Gosmondo began...
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Connor raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, because he knew that after the banquet, the "despicable and shameless behavior" of Cosmondo and the Woye Army would spread like wildfire, and soon, a wave of verbal criticism against Cosmondo would be set off in the city of Assyria, and then spread to various towns in the Assyrian territory.
These were naturally what Connor was happy to see.
After the banquet, DiCaprio found an opportunity to slip Woolley's letter into Connor's sleeve, and then pretended to be nothing and declined Connor's invitation to stay overnight. Connor did not try to persuade him to stay...
At noon the next day, when rumors like "the despicable fertile army is jealous of the salt marsh army and is doing bad things" spread in the streets of Assyria, Connor hurried back to his mansion because someone was waiting for him.
The people waiting for him were naturally those who had discussed with him about sending more troops to Wu Lai.
"I'm sorry to gather everyone together in such a hurry because we have encountered a very difficult problem." Connor said directly after sitting down, "Wulley was forced to evacuate by the Woye Army, but they didn't get any good results, because the one fighting against the Woye Army in the gap defense zone of Kayikede City is the newly replaced Hulet First Legion. According to the report, the Woye Army suffered 3,000 casualties in the first battle. If we don't find a solution, the gap defense zone will fall sooner or later..."
Hearing this, horror appeared on the faces of several people present. Once the Gap Defense Zone fell, the Assyrian defense line would be torn open. Not only would the previous combat deployment be completely ineffective, but it would also be difficult to defend both ends. If the enemy became more fierce and carried out a few more rapid penetration and division attacks on Assyria, it would be hard to say whether the Assyrian territory could be preserved.
"This morning, the Operations Department of the Supreme Council has decided to send more troops to the Gap Defense Zone." Connor sighed softly, "But this is exactly where the problem lies. Except for the soldiers who stayed in various cities, the rest of the Assyrian legions have already been sent to the front line. If the 12,000 troops of the Second Legion in Kayikede are also sent to the Gap Defense Zone, who will defend the city?"
Everyone was silent for a while, and one of them broke the silence first: "Although the situation is like this, it is not all bad. At least the Woye Army on the side of Gosmondo is destined to be defeated. I have a suggestion. Since we still have some people on hand, let's gather together and send weapons, armor, and food to Wuleglindo. I believe he has the ability to defend that defense zone."
"I believe him, too." Another person raised his hand. "I am willing to support Wulai Grindo. As long as Chief Connor says the word, I will do my best and I won't give you any discounts. You know, we all have juniors with Wulai."
"Okay!" Connor nodded with a smile. "I've been waiting for your words. The current situation is no longer a contest between us and Cosmondo, but about how to protect the peace of Assyria. Don't worry, the efforts we make today will be rewarded in the future."
Just as Connor and others were in intensive negotiations, Dicaprio walked into the temple with a smile on his face - he was summoned personally by the high priest Saint Lean, so how could he not be happy?