After walking among the tents for a while, Epicurus and others stopped in front of a gray-white tent.

"Respected Priest Miller, we are back." Epicurus said loudly.

"Come in." An old and majestic voice came from the tent.

After agreeing, Epicurus and the others went into the tent. In the tent, an old man with white hair and beard was sitting on a sheepskin mat, with a sacred book at his feet. The light of the oil lamp above his head covered his whole body in a golden color, making him look quite sacred.

He is the Miller priest mentioned by Epicurus, Mileminus, who is over seventy years old and has a high reputation in the Hurriyet territory. He is also the only remaining senior clergyman in the Hurriyet Temple and the backbone of all Hurriyet and Kimo soldiers and civilians on the Katti grassland.

Epicurus and others knelt down.

"You guys get up." Miller waved his hand, "Yibi, what's the situation?"

Epicurus quickly reported the key points of his meeting with Pompey.

After listening to this, Miller pondered for a long time before slowly nodding his head: "This Saint Wulai High Priest of the Assyrian Temple is indeed extraordinary."

"Respected Priest Miller, what do you think we should do now?" Epicurus asked.

"Epicurus, both the Hurrites and Kimos on the Katti steppe need to ensure the continuation of their race." Miller did not give a direct answer, but Epicurus had already heard the answer.

"Respected Priest Miller, Saint Woolley wants to eliminate the territory, citizens and slaves." Epicurus reminded after thinking for a moment.

Miller smiled slightly: "So what? The barriers of territory will be broken one day. Ibi, let me ask you, if we go back thousands of years, did this world have territories? Did it have citizens? Did it have slaves?"

Epicurus was speechless. Miller was right. Thousands of years ago, people probably didn't even have clear racial distinctions.

"That High Priest Saint Wulai is a man with great ambitions. Although you may think his goal is far-fetched, have you ever thought that it is the only way to eliminate large-scale wars?" Miller continued, "Hulit, Kimo, Ashur, Tianjuan, for so many generations, which year did they not fight? Which year did they not prepare for war?"

The generals nodded. Miller was right. In the territories of Hulit and Kimo, boys from civilian and citizen families would be given the obligation to be warriors from birth. Those who were physically disabled and unable to receive combat skills training would be ridiculed for life because they would never have the chance to fight on the battlefield. This showed that everyone had become accustomed to war.

"So, do as he intends. During this period, reorganize the army, accept reorganization, and let the wounded and disabled soldiers withdraw from the legion. They have paid enough. Also, select healthy women and children and send them in batches to the island of Archpriest Saint Woolley. Of course, you have to talk to Pompey about this, but I think he will be willing to do this." Miller said again.

"Yes." Epicurus agreed.

"Respected Priest Miller, I'm worried that the Assyrians will not care about the lives of our legionnaires." A deputy general said after hesitating for a moment.

"Don't worry." Miller waved his hand. "Hatra is blocking our way in the area of ​​Armenia and Titania. We won't be of much use for a while. Saint Wulai recruited us just to reduce hostility and increase momentum. Wait, once our legion joins the war, the Tianjuan people will definitely not be able to stay in the Assyrian territory."

The deputy general nodded quickly. Priest Miller was known for his extraordinary insight and wisdom, and he was the real leader of this peace negotiation. How could everyone not listen to what he said?

"Get ready." Miller closed his eyes...

…

After midnight, six observation towers were lined up in an area only three miles away from the North Peak. Each adjacent tower was 300 steps apart and had the same specifications.

At this moment, Helen was sitting on the second observation tower on the left. Two miles behind the tower, 120,000 soldiers were arranged in long square formations in legion units, waiting intently.

Although she kept telling herself to stay calm, Helen was still unable to get her heartbeat back to its previous regular rhythm. In the telescope's field of view, the north and south peaks were still dotted with flames as usual, and in the flames, human figures could be seen coming and going from time to time - they should be patrolling soldiers.

After tonight, everything will change... Helen said in her heart. The clouds are thick and there is no wind tonight. Although it has caused certain obstacles to the attack, the opponent will also be deeply affected.

"It's a pity that you can't see this battle..." Helen said to herself.

"Your Majesty, Duke Limoli requests to see you." A lady attendant quickly climbed the stairs and came to Helen's side.

"Yeah." Helen nodded.

After a while, Li Moli climbed up the observation tower.

"Your Majesty, the rangers patrolling in the rear have discovered enemy troops moving, with a number of approximately three thousand." Li Moli reported.

"In which direction?" Helen frowned.

"Your Majesty, it's in the direction of Liumu Town." Li Moli replied.

"Liu Mu Town?" Helen's lips curled up slightly. "They really like it there."

"Your Majesty, do we need to make any other arrangements?" Li Moli asked.

"No need. Everything is going according to the original plan. The soldiers of Liumu Town know how to deal with it." Helen waved her hand. The enemy had only more than 3,000 people, while the troops guarding Liumu Town were more than 15,000. If they still couldn't defend those material warehouses, there was really no need to fight this battle.

…

"Colonel In'er, the enemy is still not moving." A lieutenant ran to In'er and reported.

"Well, that means they have deployed far more troops than ours in Liumu Town." Yin'er nodded. At midnight, she deliberately let the rangers discover her 3,000-odd troops in order to test the enemy's garrison strength. Liumu Town is the only reserve warehouse of the Tianjuan Army. If it can be destroyed successfully, the Tianjuan Army will have to rely on the food stored in the legion camp for a long time.

If all this could be achieved, the Tianjuan Army would undoubtedly be in great trouble.

"Colonel Yin'er, what should we do now?" asked the lieutenant who reported the news.

"Wait a moment." Yin'er waved his hand. Liumu Town was just over ten miles away. He was leading three thousand men, half of whom were cavalry. It wouldn't take much time for them to arrive there by hurrying. There was no need to rush.

At this moment, outside of Liumu Town, on a dry riverbed somewhere in the direction opposite to Yin'er, Pudong was also sitting and waiting.

He had been sitting like this for some time. This was his habit - before leading the team to make some big noise, he would keep himself quiet for a while.

After a long while, a light sound of footsteps approached Pu Tong quickly.

"Colonel, the Seventh Regiment is ready." It was his second battalion commander who ran to Pu Tong to report.

"How did you prepare it?" Pu Tong slowly opened his eyes.

"General Yin'er personally led two battalions to lure the enemy, and the rest ambushed outside the town." The second battalion commander reported.

"That means, our Sixth Regiment will be the main attacker?" Pu Tang raised a smile.

"Yes, Colonel." The second battalion commander nodded.

"Well, this is the right arrangement. In terms of combat effectiveness, our Sixth Regiment is much stronger than the Seventh Regiment. As for them, we can just set up an ambush. By the way, are the carriages and horses ready?" Pu Tong asked.

"It's ready. Seventy-five of them, pieced together."

"It's too little, isn't it? What did I tell you normally? You should be willing to save money. Save more. Look at the Fourth and Fifth Regiments. Which one has less money than me?" Pu Tong couldn't help but punched the Second Battalion Commander on the shoulder. "Are the people who are helping in the war ready?"

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"They are ready. They have learned the discipline and so on. I also told them according to your instructions that if they don't follow the discipline, I won't bring them next time." The second battalion commander hesitated for a moment after he finished speaking, and couldn't help but add, "But, Colonel, it seems that there are too many of them."

"Many? How many people?" Pu Tong was stunned and asked.

"Twenty-one thousand five hundred and twenty-one, including men, women, young and old." The second battalion commander replied.

"More than 20,000?" Pu Teng's eyes widened and he asked anxiously, "Have they been screened? Have they been called up for enlistment?"

"We have screened them according to your method. Those who cursed the goddess Luo and the Emperor Tianjuan without hesitation are our own people. Those who hesitated will be taken to a remote place for custody. There are not many people in custody, only about ten. They are still being interrogated, and they haven't had time to enlist yet."

"What? Does it take a lot of time to mobilize the troops? Come on, let me teach you. From now on, gather everyone together, drive the old, young and female to one side, and then question the rest collectively. Those who disagree will step back ten steps, and the rest will be given weapons. Do you understand? It's much easier to do this." Pu Tong punched the second battalion commander again, "Did you remember it?"

"Remember, remember." The second battalion commander said while rubbing his shoulders and laughing.

"You guys should learn more. Look at me. I have learned a lot from the Lord. If I just tell you a little bit, you will benefit from it for the rest of your life." Pu Tong stood up slowly, stretched, and patted the second battalion commander on the shoulder. "You battalion commanders should work harder and make this evening a success. When the number of people in your battalion reaches 3,500, I will apply to the Lord for promotion and let you all become regiment commanders and colonels."

"Thank you, Colonel." The second battalion commander grinned and thought to himself that our regiment commander is really good at calculating. We are all colonels, so he must be a major general division commander at least...

…

Inside the general's residence in Assyrian City, Ye Renwu was standing on the terrace overlooking the city.

Although we were looking at the city view, apart from the sporadic lights, we could only see some vague outlines at most. After all, it was late at night.

It was late at night, but Ye Renwu had no desire to sleep. Ever since the Woolley attacked the inner harbor of Assyria, she had found it difficult to sleep.

Leaning against the railing, letting the wind blow her long hair and skirt - if this had happened in the past, Ye Renwu would have definitely felt very comfortable, but now it was different, everything was different.

She admired Helen and had admired her since she was a child, because Helen was better than her in martial arts, strategy and appearance. In addition to the above, Helen also had a natural leadership charm that she could not imitate.

So, Helen became the emperor, and she became the general.

During this period of time, Ye Renwu has been worried about Helen, because she understands Helen and knows that under her cold and arrogant appearance, she hides a heart that never admits defeat. This does not seem to be a big deal, and can even be considered an advantage. However, Ye Renwu knows that Helen's never-give-up attitude is too rigid, unlike Wu Lai, who is strong and has an indomitable tenacity.

Ye Renwu also knew that the smooth development of the Tianjuan Empire over the past two years and the obedience and respect of her subjects had made Helen more stubborn and self-righteous. She was no longer willing to listen to opinions as before. The subjects were also increasingly afraid to give her opinions and suggestions, and point out her mistakes, because she was the emperor, the emperor whose words were golden...

"What else can I do for you? My sister Helen..." Ye Renwu called silently in her heart...

…

"General Wei Huo, the soldiers are very motivated. In just a few days, the Prada Checkpoint has been turned into something quite presentable." After inspecting the construction of the fortifications, Guru said to Wei Huo with a smile.

Wei Huo laughed and said, "General Gulu, this is all thanks to you. Your mobilization speech has won the hearts of the people. The soldiers have a goal and will naturally work hard."

"Let's take a break. Here, I brought some wine brewed on the island of Grindo. Want to try it?" Guru greeted Wei Huo while taking out a flat copper wine pot from his arms.

"Brewed on Grindo Island? Then I have to try it." Wei Huo took the wine jug with a smile.

"Let's just sit here. The wind is quite cool." Gulu sat down on the stone and looked around. "The fort and ammunition warehouse are almost built. I'll ask them to transport the artillery here tomorrow. What do you think?"

"Of course that's good. We have arrested four groups of Tianjuan spies from Assyria in the past few days." Wei Huo sat opposite Gulu, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp of wine. After smacking his lips, he nodded, "Well, it's really a good wine."

"If you like, I'll send you two jars tomorrow." Guru said with a smile.

"Tomorrow?" Wei Huo laughed, "Just wait a little longer and it will be daybreak. We should say it's today. Keep your word. I'm waiting."

"Of course I'll deliver it to you before this evening." Guru glanced at the sky, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'm so busy that I don't even know when it's time. After one round, it's almost dawn."

"Yeah, alas, it's a pity that the communication is too slow. I don't know how the Saint Wulai High Priest is doing now?" Wei Huo sighed, tilted his head back, and took another big gulp...

"I'm not worried at all. I just know that over the years, whoever goes against him will be in trouble." Guru said with a smile.

Wei Huo was startled, then nodded heavily: "That's exactly what happened." He knew a lot about Wu Lai's past, especially the period after Wu Lai took over Salt Marsh Town. He had never heard of anyone who had fought against Wu Lai being able to gain any advantage from him. The worst-off person should be Gosmondo, who lost his men and horses one after another, not to mention being embarrassed, and even lost his life to Wu Lai...